Gone With The Wind19 de abril de 2010 | Por cafedelenguas | Categoría: Cine
Every Saturday afternoon before clubbing, I would try to literally “get into” my sister´s jeans, which, as you can expect, were far smaller than my own size. I used to put all my will in this task. And as I held my breath I would say “keep tightening Mammy, keep tightening”. That was the moment when both my sister and I would burst out laughing.