Because in the book of our lives one word says more than a thousand faces: Woman
It seems a good day to clarify that her role is not to complete the work, that she is not the sweet cover of the cake, nor the flower that decorate an Eden raised with male hands.
Its not the detail, but the substance. Do not expect it to remain still – as a model that adorns the painter’s catalog -, inspiring to be a “luck sex” imposed by this world
It is impossible not to realize that the world blooms with a touch of his own, but she is more than petal, more than perfume and color.
Today that there is a consensus to pay her an homage and at home the family weaves a throne of tight reeds, it is worth noting: we do not give a prize to beauty but we make an offering to virtue. Because in the book of our lives one word says more than the thousand faces: Woman