In Sweden right now there is a debate about hair on women, due to a woman who, in live television waved her hands in the air and people saw that she had hair under her arms.
OH MY GOD! The end of the world!
This became the news in all media, because people where putting her photo on the internet and calling her awful names and derogatory words.
In a reply to this, lots of women started e-mailing newspapers there hairy armpits and legs, and even started a facebook-group. I love it!
What I really wanted to say was this:
I get easily nauseated by the “hair debate”. Not that I think it’s disgusting, I don’t! But because there are an infinite amount of vile and disgusting guys (and some girls) out there who can not accept la natural (that we all have hair on our bodies) because the advertising and media industry has brain-washed them, telling them that women should shave (everything, we shouldn’t be hairy!!), be skinny and look like models. People also seem to have misunderstood the importance of this discussion. It’s not REALLY about hair, it’s about something IMPORTANT: That women should be allowed look just as they please without being harassed or bullied. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO LOVE HOW EVERYONE LOOKS, BUT YOU HAVE TO ACCEPT THEM!
I recite lovely Elizabeth Gilbert, one of my favorite writers: “Let me ask you something, in all the years that you have…undressed in front of a gentleman has he ever asked you to leave? Has he ever walked out and left? No? It’s because he doesn’t care! He’s in a room with a naked girl, he just won the lottery”.
Here are two pictures I am proud of, it’s a good start, both from Dove’s campaign! 
Over and out!
Lovisa
So finally I’m back om my feet, and I have this big plan to just keep moving forward.
Just get to know me:
Name: Lovisa. (Taylor, obviously).
Age: 21 (soon enough anyway).
Four typical characteristics: Ambitious, kind, musical, laughing most of the time.
Favorite things right now: Theme-parties, the sun, Burlesque, playing the piano.
Things I’m thankful for: Supporting and loving family and friends.
Ambition: Opera-singer. Actress. Owning my own business.
Biggest fear: To recite LOTR – ” A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire”.
Greatest love of all: Music. Music is my soul. Performing is my drug. The arts is my blood running through my veins. I will pursue, until I die.
Wish me luck for this week!
Every Monday in a new month they test the emergency-signal. This Monday I listened to the signal and it haunted me.
It sort felt like it was telling me, soon it is to late. Soon you have wasted it all.
I hate this.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_a46WJ1viA[/youtube]
I loved it when my father sang. I would listen to him so carefully. Especially Simon and Garfunkel. When I listen to them I hear my dad’s voice at the same time.
It is always moving and beautiful.
I miss my family so much, then don’t know half of it.
I have written my first Mary-verse for a Virgin Mary-song I am composing for school.
What do you think?
Vergine madre,
Dando vita a amore,
Dando vita a Dio.
Tu sei la madre di tutte le donne.
Ave Maria.
Tu sei la madre di Dio.
In inverno, ci scaldi,
In primavera, ci rallegriamo,
In estate, ci consenta di crescere,
In autunno, ci colore.
Ti ringraziamo,
Ave Maria!
They say there’s a universal plan, for every woman, for every man.
I do believe there’s a higher power but in our darkest hour it’s hard to understand.
So we start to question, start to doubt, we lose faith in what life’s all about.
Why did the right road take the wrong turn?
Why did our heart break, why’d we get burned?
Just like the seasons, there are reasons for the path we take.
There are no mistakes, just lessons to be learned.
Don’t give up, keep on looking deep inside.
Let your heartbeat be your guide.
Because there’s a gift for those who keep believing.
You’ll find what you’ve been needing is right before your eyes.
You’ll hold the answer in your hands and then you’ll know.
You’ll finally understand why.
No matter how many times you stumble or fall.
The greatest lesson is loving yourself through it all.
Of all the people in the world, you are least worthy of your illness. I would take it all away from you if I could. You do not deserve to carry this burden on top of all the other worries in your mind.
I would take it all from you. You know I would die for you. At least then I would know I saved you from it.
I can not sleep. I keep getting feverish day-dreams and then I wake up. I hate this.
I really feel like I’ve lost it all. Like I’ve already given up. I can’t find God. I can’t find strength. And I definitely can’t find ME.
Where is she?????
/L
