Garota d’ Ipanema



I spent my Easter in Rio de Janeiro. It was hard for me to believe (although I was prepared for it) that when I finally got there, I wouldn’t meet any perfect shaped and dazzling Giseles , nor Adriana Lima’s distant cousines, nor the ones of my beloved Ana Beatriz Barros. I wouldn’t want to dirty this website with any kind of racism, but the Rio girls, a mixture of Amazon Indians, descendants of Portuguese settlers and of African slaves, are simply not a pleasing sight.

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