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who, like me, has some year or so on the shoulders no doubt will remember what once was identified with the word "tissue". It was a paper thin, diaphanous and transparent, with whom, as children, we liked to trace images and photographs in pencil. It came out naive drawings , faded and rough copies of the original image.

Today the word has become synonymous with tissue sculettante forms a handsome boy, who shakes and makes moine front of the camera, his eyes always turned to the objective, in the hope that someone known and propose a small part in a film of poor quality or unnecessary in some television program.

But in the end, apart from the fact of being nice to wear swimsuit Adamic, how to rotate the arms, and then coaxing sculettare catchy, know what else to do the tissues? Absolutely nothing, they are just untalented and faded copies of other women who work with true professionalism in the entertainment world. Yet to become a tissue seems to have become, today, the greatest aspiration of many young and ambitious, even more, to many parents.

Once there were the "soubrettes" that filled with their talent and their professionalism in the screens of the old black and white televisions. I remember some, like Delia Scala, Caterina Valente, Lauretta Masiero, Marisa Del Frate. Women were beautiful, charming, graceful and talented. Could dance, sing and act and had no need to show her breasts and buttocks to be appreciated by the public. And most importantly, were not afraid of their age. Greeted with resignation and dignity of the inexorable changes brought about by the passage of time and, once their season ended, we simply put aside.

Today we see women on television, rather than accept the idea that time can not stop, they prefer to look like zombies come out of the film "Night of the Living Dead"; noses all the same, artifacts and improbable, like those of dead lounge areas; gummy boobs that defy all physical laws, first and foremost that of gravity; labbroni silicone, monstrously swollen, as were items from a swarm of angry hornets. Just the idea of \u200b\u200bkissing one of those mouths puts chills down my spine.

But really there are men who like women like that? Who like to kiss a labbrone fake and cold, and touch a breast that looks like the plastic Flubber of Walt Disney or the trumpet of a machine Vintage? It must certainly be so if more women, even young, receiving this massacre.

I am reminded of the words he spoke to Anna Magnani a makeup artist who, during the filming of a movie, he wanted to hide the wrinkles of the face. He said, "Let me all, it took me a lifetime to make them." What woman boys. (Alessio Ponz de Leon for his blog).