Wonder Woman: The Empowering Super Heroine

When I grow up, I wan to be like Diana Prince, a.k.a. the Princess of Themyscira. There, I said it. Finally, last night I went to watch Wonder Woman. I know, I know….I am a bit late, but I would like to share my thoughts with you about it still. In summary, I absolutely loved it. Yes, it a little bit long (over two hours) but totally worth it.

I am not an assiduous super hero movie goer, but I found Wonder Woman utterly compelling since the moment I watched the trailer. Maybe it was because the actual hero or heroine is a woman and not only a chick that looks hot in spandex and is part of a crew led by a man. Diana Prince made me feel that we can have super heroines standing up for themselves, not just supporting, and that was very empowering.

Yes, Gal Gadot is gorgeous and yes, her costume is quite revealing, but I do not believe the intention is to make men drool in the movie theater. Likewise, the Amazons are beautiful and they are not super models; they are real warriors with a mission that demands commitment and sacrifice. Diana Prince is the same, but she also has a kind heart with the naïvety proper of someone entering a new world. However, I love the fact that she is ridiculously smart and can put men in their place – and win them over – just with brains.

She does not need to be rescued, and she totally believes in herself. Oh but that did not come only because she is a goddess herself (sorry for the spoiler), but because she was trained harder than any other Amazon. She believed in her mission from the beginning and went for it. Moral: work hard, very hard, and you will conquer.

I do not know about you, guys, but after watching it and while watching it, I imagined myself like one of the Amazons: strong, bad ass, and capable of defending myself from anybody in the world. Every time a man appeared on screen saying things like, “Who let this woman in?” or looked at her like she was a pink elephant, I just wanted to unsheathe my sword and start slicing them. To be honest, that is how I feel every time a man is condescending, mistreats women, or simply acts like a prick.

Now, please, do not get me wrong. I do not consider myself a feminist, and I do not have anything against men. I think you guys are awesome, and I believe that we need each other to achieve great things. And that is something Wonder Woman is very good at: It is not us versus them. It is more like, “Us and them.”

Another thing that makes this movie and Diana Prince memorable, is that she is genuinely caring, compassionate, and believes in love. And that is exactly what ignites her power – like every other woman because we are capable of that. Okay, it is love but more than that, is the loss of it. Sure, she literally falls for the very first guy she sees but, as it happens in real life, you never, or almost never, end up with your first love. It gives you a taste of what it is and sometimes breaks your heart, but most of the time, it leaves.

Speaking of leaving, have you ever noticed that all great super heroes are loners? They have objects of affection at some point, but rarely they stay together once they devote themselves to save the world. I wonder if there is any sort of theory or any sociological or psychological study about it. I would be very interested to read it. Could it be because of the generalized idea that you cannot have everything in life? Could it be because love distracts you and makes you less productive whether your work in an office or you save humanity? Also, for those who already watched the movie, did you realized that she is never called “Wonder Woman” in the entire film?

I never like to say that a movie, book, tv show, etc. is good or bad. This is my second “review” and pretty much I am telling you how I feel about it and what were the reactions and thoughts it provoked in me. In this case, you can see that it did a good job. Wonder Woman has it all: it is entertaining and it has humor, amazing action and fighting sequences, a little bit of love, and definitely makes a girl feel like we can do anything we set our minds on…. oh and also makes you feel like getting a sword, a shield, and hit the gym with all your heart and soul. *Giggles*

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Wonder Woman: The Empowering Super Heroine

You Are a Badass

You Are a Badass. How many times have we hear that expression before? Hopefully multiple and hopefully it has a positive connotation. You Are a Badass is more than a phrase to refer to a person that has done something amazing, is the actual title of a #1 New York Times Bestseller. To be more specific the complete title is: You Are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life and it was written by speaker and success coach Jen Sincero.

To be honest, I had never heard from this woman before but apparently her books have been around for a few years now. I will not say that I am a big fan of self-help books, just the opposite. Until now I always used to think that they were all BS. I was always doubtful that any of the things they said was actually true. How on earth “telling” to the universe that I want a six-figures salary will actually make it happen? How the heck standing in front of a mirror and say nice things to myself will improve my self-confidence when I know that I am feeling like crap at that moment?

Well, let me tell you something: Self-help is not for everyone. Is not for anyone that is not ready for it. I am not going to lie, I have read these books before but none of them made sense until I got into the right mindset and the right and the I-am-so-done-self-pitting-myself attitude. When there is commitment and you truly believe that you can actually improve, that is when they work.

I am not going to say that this one is the book that humanity has been waiting but or that it has all the answers. But what it does have is that it keeps it real. Very real. It helps you understand where the issue might be coming from and how to overcome it. It will not tell you that what you wish will be granted to you. It will tell you that you will need to work really freaking hard and then harder, and then send the good vibe to the Universe (whatever you want to understand that concept). And most importantly: You. Cannot. Fool. The. Universe. Let’s let that one last sentence sink that for a second.

Yes, the text is not perfect and sometimes it might be a little bit too conversational and annoying, but Sincero truly knows how to deliver her message. If you are ready, give it a try, and if you are not, give it a shot too. It is worth the reading and it might give you a different perspective on your subconscious, your work, and the relationship you have with money.

You Are a Badass

The Best Asada

“It is a fantastic place,” she said. “But be prepared to share because I had all of it myself, and I almost felt guilty about it.” “Sure! I will make sure to check it out.”

Two days later there we were, almost hypnotized by a smell that impregnated the restaurant’s block and the block in front it. After waiting for an hour and a half, drinking one beer and watching the final quarter of the fourth game of the finals of… Okay you get the point… we were sitting in our table with our hopes high and our stomachs grumbling loudly. After a few moments, we were brought what at that moment looked like a feast: real chips, or should I say “totopos”? Yes! They were totopos: simply and plainly hardened and charred tortillas, and a bowl of  soft, rich guacamole. Five minutes later came the real feast: a wooden tray carrying what seemed to be a quarter of a holy cow with salsa, beans right from the olla and spicy as hell salsa. The moment the knife cut through the thin meat the same way a knife cuts through butter, I knew it was going to be good.

The first bite took me home. No, maybe 6,000 miles north home. It took me far North where carne asada is the same thing as mass: it happens religiously every Sunday. But not only that. The fine flavor of the meat made me feel once again in a the kitchen occupied by an old woman. My old woman. In the fat of that glorious bite, I could taste the “Consomate”; the mysterious yellow powder that Mexicans use in every single dish possible. To be honest, it is just a bland condiment but if you don’t add it, the final dish just doesn’t tastes the same. Like a said, a mystery. Anyway, that flavor took me to the round table in that kitchen. The table where so many Sundays the whole family sat down to share a late, late lunch and then stayed there, glued to our chairs, to watch the whole wrestling broadcast courtesy of the patriarch of the family. God forbid somebody daring to change the channel.

All that in the first two or three seconds of savoring that first bite. Amazing.

When I finally came back from my reverie, I think all I could manage to say was “It’s goooood” (smile and dreamy eyes included).

The Best Asada