20 de marzo de 2018 - 11:48

La hija de Carlos Vives posó desnuda y le llovieron las críticas

Lucy Vives publicó sugestivas fotos en Instagram. Muchos usuarios la elogiaron pero muchos más criticaron su delgadez extrema.
La hija de Carlos Vives posó desnuda y le llovieron las críticas
La hija de Carlos Vives posó desnuda y le llovieron las críticas

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Lucy Vives es la hija de Carlos Vives. Una dama que publicó varias fotos donde aparece desnuda. "Feliz sábado a todos. Extraño la hermosa calidez de la desnudez…", relató ella. Sin embargo los usuarios de Instagram lejos de elogiarla la criticaron.

Algunos hasta hablaron de anorexia. La polémica no demoró en llegar. En la foto aparece con las piernas flexionadas y con su pelo cubriendo sus senos. Las costillas se marcan en su espalda y ella luce realmente delgada.

Tiempo atrás Lucy Vives habló sobre los desnudos y sobre la mujer: "En nuestra sociedad y en nuestra cultura, el cuerpo desnudo, especialmente el de la mujer, ha sido reducido a una visión morbosa desde el erotismo. Entonces, cuando se habla de hacer público algo que debería ser natural, salen a relucir todos esos tabúes. Para mí es la misma razón por la cual no nos gusta hablar de la menstruación, aunque es natural y una realidad (…) Si vamos a celebrar el cuerpo vamos a celebrar todos los cuerpos o ninguno".

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woman vs. human • as a young girl i was taught the importance of posture. i was taught ballet and was, luckily, born in a time and place that encouraged primary and even secondary education for young girls. actually, it enforced it. i came to appreciate education and books as quickly as i realized that it was a privilege many women before me didn’t have • during the elizabethan era, it became attractive for women to have private tutors teach them how to be considered cultured and respected in a wealth driven society. a little literature, sometimes a foreign language, a crazy instrument, and , always , how to be a lovely dance partner and mother is what being a woman’s been about. i was even sent to cooking class as a kid. imagine that... a soon to be perfectly maleable, and docile creature for whoever had the privilege to claim me. honestly, as im writing this, i even fantasize about poise and chivalry a little here n there... but as i continue to think about the root of things, i see clearly that even cultured / educated women were and are desirable for a reason. they’re either fascinating, or proof that their families could afford to get the girl someone to teach her a few poems and even have enough time and money to practice the piano daily. wouldn’t that make her a catch? a lovely mother? a wonderfully dependent wife? the truth is, even as the woman’s role evolved, the intention and purpose of her development and standard stayed the same. true, inner freedom for women flourished at such a slow rate, that women lost sight of their unique individuality. their very own potential to grow. we thought our whole happiness and our whole lives would, essentially, be crap unless we were a mom, a great damn mom, and a wife.. a ‘perfect’ wife. these two factors became our limit... our ultimate , our final and our only. it became the definition of our liberation. • a thought i wanted to share as im rereading the feminine mystique by betty friedan... • people cant really feel the freedom of being human unless they can have real, actual freedom to choose.. to be.. and to want.. themselves. • @perazna @katerina_martina

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