She wants to make the difference

Another wednesday, another movie.

It's Mona Lisa Smile Time, one of my favourite's movies.

A full-length movie, filled with everything from fashion, described simply perfect. We're between 1953 and 1954, one would think that the designers have taken up this film for fashion shows of this winter.

Long skirts, cardigans, starched shirts, hats, veils, red lipstick and strings of pearls.

Everything is so incredibly perfect.

Fashion has certainly a very important role in this movie, since that enriches every scene, every dialogue, debate, romantic moment are highlighted by the captivating beauty of the clothes that we dream today, because is tha peace and prosperity tipical of 50s that we dream today, in this period of crisis. And are these elements that tell the story, as well as to issues related to the irreversible change of that decade: contraception, divorce, free love, women's empowerment, new music, rock 'n'roll, unconventionality, which are opposed to the traditional, bourgeois values, the disparity between the sexes, the division of roles, pairs that divide people, but all of these things make you fall in love with that class of art of the female Wellesley College!

Such an amazing movie that went deep inside women souls searching for reasons why us, complete, wonderful and capable creatures are voluntarily lowering our own expectations from life when we literally have everything to open new worlds to the world we live in.

Enjoy, and fallow my advice!

My parents say my future is right on the horizon.

- Tell them the horizon is an imaginary line that recedes as you approach it.

Look beyond the paint. Let us try to open our minds to a new idea.

My teacher, Katherine Watson, lived by her own definition, and would not compromise that. Not even for Wellesley. I dedicate this, my last editorial, to an extraordinary woman who lived by example and compelled us all to see the world through new eyes. By the time you read this, she'll be sailing to Europe, where I know she'll find new walls to break down and new ideas to replace them with. I've heard her called a quitter for leaving, an aimless wanderer. But not all who wander are aimless. Especially not those who seek truth beyond tradition; beyond definition; beyond the image.