The day I was born nobody told me it meant a great deal whether I have a hairy face or musculous arms, a bonus hand or excrescences on my chest. I never pictured I should care, as I believed I should be weighted by my intellect, by my materialized utopic visions and why not by my personal charm :))

The day I realised it is indeed a great deal whether you have the hair and the flesh disposed differently :)) I realised also I have to assume for myself a position with respect to my sex. And with the risk of using a word frecquently :) my position is respectuos.

I am also respectuos towards men as I evaluate them fairly high as well but their whole system enables them to situate themselves in the top hierarchy ....reason why I stand up for the ones who don't need enhancers to pull through any task ;)...mes cheres dammes

Am I still a woman? I certainly am. So if you have the time and desire I could explain what a pain in the ass but also a real pleasure is ... being me. :))