Gestern hat H. bemerkt, dass ich ziemlich schlagerfit bin. I admit it, dass höre ich bekannte deutsche Schlager ich mit großer Wahrscheinlichkeit den Titel kenne und ein paar Textzeilen sicher mitsingen kann. Aber auch der H. war nicht so schlecht im Wiedererkennen und so kam es zu einem Austausch unserer Kindheits- und Jugenderinnerungen. Und siehe da nicht nur mein Papa hat monatlich/quartalsweise die Schlagerparade bei Donauland bestellt, anfänglich noch in Plattenform, dann kamen Kassetten dran und zu guter Letzt die CD. Und ja ich habe alle Kassetten der deutschen Schlagerparade von 1959 bis in die 198er Jahre hinein.

Ich kenne die Valente, die Frobes und auch noch Peter Weck (Lady Sunshine) die uns damals beglückt haben. Noch heute schwört mein Papa, dass ich La Paloma Blanca in der Gehschule gerockt habe.

Aber am besten fand ich es, als H. erzählte, dass am Sonntag dann die Schlagerparade gehört wurde, und aus der einen Ecke eine rote Lampe leuchtete und aus der anderen Ecke die Grüne! Und da war mir klar, dass mein Schicksal der Disco Ampel kein alleiniges war. Mein Papa hatte 2 (!) Disco-Ampeln (mit Gelb in der Mitte) und somit gibt es einige Fotos, die zwar nicht wiedergeben können, wozu ich getanzt habe, aber es war mit Sicherheit etwas zwischen Boney M, ABBA oder Luv! Und DANKE lieber H., dass du LUV kennst, ich habe mich richtig verstanden gefühlt!

I told a man today, Why women love to buy shoes. And speaking of shoes, we are not talking of footwear, but of ballerinas, Chucks, Sneakers, High Heels, Stilettos, Boots, Stiefletten, … And when he heard of me, that is the reason, that it is simply the only “Garment” is, that does not change in size, which we do not 2 Need to purchase larger numbers, because it tweaks, because a Speckranderl over it depends, because it is the pear / apple / Soletti form does not fit, we need only to slip and we liked the shoe, is convenient, is beautiful, a perfect fit for the day, the wardrobe, to the T-shirt, …

He stood with his mouth open in front of me and just got a little insight into our secret.

Yesterday I had a very enlightening conversation with a man for relationship or behavior that no longer exist today have relationship behavior, he meant by, that everything boils down to, that women in search of an alpha male are, it needs for reproduction, then to replace it if necessary, when it offers something better. Of course, he admits, that men also make it very easy today, and by 20 Years with the 23 the year “new, better” Happiness is looking, but men have it much harder, because they have to constantly reinvent. Because women still want to have a bit more, believe, that there could be more to come.

The conviction of his, that every happy relationship after 10 Years, including children, is a lie, either because they are in the Cafe on yoga teachers (we will see of which social class spoken here) finally feels understood – However, he only quick … searches, or the man schedules the monthly brothel visit or. is delighted by the secretary. All lies and deceit for the apparent superficiality of happy marriage.

Of course, there are those marriages, Relationships and perhaps they are also more, because we deal with it in an open society with these previous taboo topics, new media and technologies pretend the variety of possible decisions, experience and also when divorces and separations, a high (42,51 %, Avg. Life 10,6 Years in 2012), yet this generalization would destroy any hope, questions and good working relationships on a pedestal shabby, where they do not belong.

Anywhere I skip this advertisement to, Cellulite away, flat stomach in 48 Hours, never comedones with this chunk in the face … In psychology, it is said to selective perception. But that would mean, I am just so (consciously or subconsciously) deal and therefore perceive it again. I have different hypotheses:

1. yes it's true somehow, every woman (I contend) deals with, how she is herself in her body. The impure skin … really this is due to the chocolate. Although I eat a seltenst, 'm not so sweet … the orange peel … the light in the dressing room is really an imposition.

2. there are also the media, constantly with the issue of health, Body, Improvements pretend Us, that we can not be happy for a long time and are. Pregnant, where is everyone at just the third biggest fear, that at birth could be something with the child. No.. 1 is the weight gain, what does that say about our society? I was totally matter, ok so maybe I look like, I ausschaue?

3. I'm a beauty junkie: I love to test and try new products. Argan oil for hair, I use long. BB Cream is so old school, have been a year for the hair, CC Creams I've organized my last year. I just like to try new things, therefore I pay of course quite different on these issues and it is less selective than active.

Blogs also do live by the self-awareness of their posters Releases, is a kind of soul-baring striptease especially the shortcomings. And from my own experiments I would like to report here, it comes to hair removal of the legs.

Having at our last Mädlsrunde us next to the ironing (do not worry, these self-tests are as good as non-existent) Waxing also, Epilation – So over the depilation of the legs – had spoken. I thought, I could but once again my cold wax, when I'm already failed once, Get out and try again.

Equal to the result anticipated, on paper for removing leg hair were not found, on the couch and the towel for sticky wax. I tried Meles advice, that the wax to be dried, implement. However, even though I have applied as thin as possible, this wax (even with spatula), this paper hung (whether now or later), the wax remained sticky, not dried with and without paper and peeling has indeed hurt, But not only the leg of the skin hair.

But experiments such as the use of Enthaarungscremen are only attacking my nasal membranes. And as an advertising junkie I have all Aloevera, Tried peach scents and exotic oils, for most 8 Minutes (longer you can not let up), itchy skin and maybe drop a few Beinhaarerln, it stinks the whole apartment (even lower level) of rotten eggs (so much for peaches).

But I do not give a longer effect than one / two days to achieve and I will now approaching Misha's suggestion of epilation.

Today I received a comment and the final set alone has made me smile so, because so many memories – especially many Beautiful – have arisen in me. Not long ago, Erika afternoon inviting me to a Malibu Orange. I have – I believe – my last drink Malibu in the late 1990s. At the time this was difficult in our popular young ladies, best sprayed with Cappy. There were Ribiselwein, sour apple and peach splashes.

The sensational, I also have a Malibu home, we girls once a retro party with all’ these beverages and the legendary Hedgehog Party, have made the Fleischlaberln and Schnitzerln. Of course, with music of the 80s and 90s. At that time, I have only tried the Ribiselwein and was actually very disappointed, picksüß and not drinkable, However, the Malibu was so, I remembered him.

Thus, there are memories and tastes, to be the rediscovered pay off and other one should be positive in his little box rear left, but without trying it, No one knows it.