This city, always in a hurry, always preoccupied, always practical and pragmatic. What do you do in this crazy city not to lose your pace, not to lose your mind, not to lose yourself?
You can’t always go to remote and deserted beaches, you can’t always climb the mountains and seek for the green valleys. But you can build your secret garden, you oasis of calm and romanticism, a place inside, not outside, where your femininity can be celebrated, despite the everyday tumult and noise.
Your warrior armour can be of silk and lace, not iron and steel. Your fight can be a gentle touch not a strong fist. A woman becomes a true warrior when she accepts her weakness is her straight, when she cultivates the beauty, not when she wants to suppress it.
Your strength is your femininity, so don’t forget to celebrate it and cultivate it. Stay romantic in this crazy city and fight the battle with your most precious weapons.