Juan Carlos I park , Madrid in the metal ball of the Japanese sculptor Bukichi Inoue with Antena 3 TV.
Unleashing my inner Flamenca has helped me in many very extreme situations in my life and, not only technically speaking as a flamenco professional, but in those times that I didn't have to be dancing, or teaching, or competing, or performing on stage. I’m talking about everyday life.
That is why you too can bring out your inner Flamenca.
A flamenca woman is confident, a flamenca woman is sure of herself, has gravitas, has bearing, has wisdom and knows how to be in command.
In other words, unleash your inner Flamenca and join me in this adventure in which we are going to have a great time! We know how it starts and we don't know how it ends, but it is sure to be one of the most unforgettable experiences of your life.
"I have suffered more than 10 workplace harassment of very famous people from the world of show business".
A I’m going to tell you how I brought out the flamenco that I have in extreme situations and that I hope and serve to help some woman to do the same as me.
For now I'm only going to use nicknames.
If you like traveling, flamenco, having fun, good food and good wine, a glass of champagne and you are a queen of war, join the group!
I'm sure that you who are reading me have a story to share. The experiences of workplace harassment and gender violence, just because you are a woman, you have to share them and get them out of the stomach.
Unleash your inner flamenca and tell us about it.
Thus we will be one more in this group of warrior queens, strong and we will undertake the Trip of the Year !
My nails have grown so much that I begin to feel more like a Madrilenian cat than ever.
At least I carry a natural defense weapon. If you attack me, I scratch you with my long nails and if it is necessary to sharpen them, just do it !.
I love that Nike logo. It makes me feel strong and I use it internally as if it were transcendental meditation.
I am about projecting and doing.
I don't usually paint my nails, be careful when that happens, the red alarm goes off and I become Elisabet Taylor in the movie, Cat On a Hot Tin Roof, by Tenneesse Williams and of course waiting for Paul Newman on the roof.