That’s perfect!

Is there anything that is perfect?

A body, a relationship, a bond, a thought, a perfect design?

Without any doubt, there’s a message that conveys perfection, relating to a model of life that’s very far from reality.

A model that perhaps exists for the chosen few, but which inevitably generates confusion and degradation in all the others.

So we end up doing absurd things in an attempt to get closer to the standard one: drastic diets to wear size 40; inhumane training for the Kardashian wasp waist; various interventions for smooth and perfect skin at any age; 100% interest rate loans to buy the latest model of the coolest car of the moment; break the pink earthenware pig with all the savings inside, to go on vacation to that place where Mrs. Ferragni was seen.

Yes, because all of this is perfect!

However, it’s a pity, that in all the time it takes to reach this standard, the beauty of imperfection is lost sight of: the rounded curves of that harmonious body; those horizontal lines on the forehead that mark each new conquest; your grandfather’s old 500 car, where you felt the luckiest child in the world, during the Sunday stroll; the taste of a dish full of oil and mother’s love; the zero-star guesthouse with a sea view that you will never forget in your entire life.

I believe that what fills us with joy and memories to collect is perfect, but also what characterizes us and makes us unique, just like that spot on your cheek or that scar that you try to hide under the flower-shaped tattoo.

We are all imperfect, let’s set our minds at rest! Goodness knows… how much wonder there is in this.