Live purely in the moment on a rampage of appreciation.
I know people go on about Twitter, but it is amazing. It's whatever you want it to be, and all the women got in there before the boys.
If I'm going to spunk £500 on a pair of designer shoes, it's going to be a pair that I can a) dance to Bad Romance in and b) will allow me to run away from a murderer, should one suddenly decide to give chase. That's the minimum I ask from my footwear. To be able to dance in it, and for it not to get me murdered.
The unwearable of high heels is self-evidently all around us, coming to a head at the average wedding reception, a uniformly high-heeled occasion. In our minds, we see it as a serene and elegant gathering of women in their finest, one of the big chances of the year to pretend you're at the Oscars, in your stilettos. In actuality of course,. . . there are women staggering around in the unaccustomed vertical, foot-flesh spilling over tight, unkind satin.
Watching 'Girls' has just given me renewed courage.
The sort of the template of being a mother is that you're endlessly giving to the point of exhaustion. You know, that's amazing if you can do that, but for that to be seen as the norm of motherhood, that women are always supposed to give until they're exhausted, you know, to always take on all these burdens - and it's why I'm so, you know, in favor of protecting all of the abortion legislation we've got, to give women the right to go, I can't do that. I can't do it. I'm too tired.
Let's all go and be feminists in the pub.
I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me. I think I have no senses. I believe that body, shape, extension, motion, location are functions. What is there then that can be taken as true? Perhaps only this one thing, that nothing at all is certain.
The intent and not the deed Is in our power; and, therefore, who dares greatly Does greatly.
But I don't think of the future, or the past, I feast on the moment. This is the secret of happiness, but only reached now in middle age.
We should want our advertising to be compelling.