Gloria Steinem and My Life on The Road

Emma Watson is one of the women I admire the most. Like, in the whole planet. She found a way to live her passion, which is acting, since she was a child. Then, with what must have been a crazy schedule of filming and studying, she managed to graduate in English Literature at Brown University. Then she was appointed as a UN Women Goodwill Ambassador and launched the HeForShe campaign. She represents more or less what I aim to achieve in my life: success doing what I love, work with something that helps the world, and all of that while being stylish and well dressed. Continue reading “Gloria Steinem and My Life on The Road”

The Collector, by Nora Roberts

I am probably one of the most fanatic Nora Roberts fans ever. I have all of her books and have been reading them slowly but steadily for the past two years. So it was no surprise that when The Collector was out on April 2015, I bought it without a second thought.

The interesting thing about reading too much of someone’s books is that you start to see certain patterns and changes in the writer’s style over the course of time. Her earlier books were more centered in passion, then there was too much violence, and now there is always an underlying layer of fun and laughter. Continue reading “The Collector, by Nora Roberts”

A life-changing diary

The Diary of a Young Girl, published in 1947, was originally a diary written by a German/Dutch Jewish teenage girl named Anne Frank between 1942 and august 1944 – when she and her family were captured and taken to a concentration camp. She died a few months later, supposedly from typhus.

I first heard about the book in 2013, I guess. I wasn’t really interested in it at the time, so I let the name come and go on my mnemonic bookshelf. Then my sister read it and couldn’t stop talking about it. Curious as I am, I peeked at a few pages, but lost interest (again) right away. The style and the problems exposed in the first entries, when she is free and spends her days with friends and boyfriends, were way too irrelevant. Continue reading “A life-changing diary”