Otra entrada sobre mi lucha interna contra la incompetencia mundial y mi fe ilusa en poder cambiar algo. En este país, se habla español (o castellano). Podría hablar de las constantes puñaladas que recibe este idioma a diario por sus propios usuarios. O podría barrer para casa y quejarme de la poca maña que tenemos para los idiomas extranjeros (siempre generalizando). Pero en vez de eso, voy a aunar un poco las dos y dirigirme a los traductores. Concretamente a los de cine y televisión. Yo he cursado 3 asignaturas de traducción y de ninguna manera me creo capacitada para dedicarme a ello aún. Pero como receptora de doblajes, y conocedora de inglés y español, creo que sí puedo criticar, aunque sea un poquito. Un traductor recibe un guión. Se supone que esa persona ha de conocer y manejar ambos idiomas. Además tendrá, supongo, un diccionario bilingüe, y con un poco de suerte uno monolingüe de cada idioma. Y un ordenador con conexión a internet. Siempre te encontrarás con palabras o frase...
Hello again. 2017 has meant one step beyond. It started by me realising I had to buy clothes that were my actual size instead of dreaming about losing some weight. On April I travelled to London with my husband and we went to Camden Market. I visited the Collectif Clothing shop and lots of other places, including the street stalls. That's where I got a really nice skirt. Barbara Flared Nautical Skirt by Voodoo Vixen At the beggining of July, we went to Madrid for a few days and I visited Chopper Monster . I followed them on social medi and I didn't want to miss the opportunity to go have a look. I was positively surprised. Not only they were not the typical shop where everything is Gothic, Rockabilly, black, red, roses and skulls. But also they had a lot of clothing and a lot of variety. And on Sales. I tried some things on, for example this dress. Martina Dress by Hell Bunny. Unfortunately, it didn't fit correctly, whicha was a pity because it ...
This is the second part of this series, and it's about how I started. As I said on the previous post, on November 2015 I decided to make an order from Lindy Bop . I got several skirts. Just skirts. Why? Because I thought it would be less "agressive" to begin with things I could match with "normal" clothes so the style was less shocking. Mistake no.1. Based on the dress I already had, I ordered size 12. Mistake no.2. Always look at the size chart goven by the website. ALWAYS. They arrived, I tried them on, and obviously they didn't fit. But thet mentality we all have... "Oh don't worry, I'll lose weight". Mistake no.3. As of today, almost two years later, thay are still tight. I fully realised that the day I decided to buy clothes my size. But we will discuss that later. Ok, so skirts. And what else? Ideally, I should wear some top that is tight-fitting on the waist and is tucked in the skirt. But I don't have tight-...
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