Friends, we have betrayed ourselves. I, really, I try. We had agreed that now we would not think about our bodies. We were all in favor of this collective delirium together. What? Advertising because “if you start in June, with this bikini operation you will be unrecognizable in July”? It doesn't affect me. Have Capri pants become fashionable again, pants in which, even if they are my size, my thighs will never fit? I don't care at all. What? You say you've gained weight and you look terrible? After telling you that you are beautiful, I will not think about myself at all nor will I ask myself if I should worry too.