Male attention

1. That man – a hunter and supporter – was in the course of evolution, capable of providing a female with cubs so that they do not have to be distracted by the food. This allowed us to have a long period of carefree childhood and eventually grow large, well-trained brains. That is, to become human.

2. Men – again for reasons of hunting and fighting for a female – first, it seems, have developed a habit of climbing the two legs. Women are still retained in this sense atavistic traits. Here’s compare the two pictures. This man – world running on all fours.
The truth is, a woman attractive? Once it is natural to her work.

3. Finally, since we are plunged into the risky topics. Many anthropologists know the long-established fact: the appearance of a woman’s breasts (and buttocks) evolved under the influence of sexual selection, that is, were originally designed primarily to attract male attention. Not to mention the pleasure felt by a woman to have sex: in the words of Kate Clancy, the clitoris – “pathetically feeble imitation of the male penis.” This is not, I wrote it with his own hand wrote a female anthropologist.

These are the discussions on provocative gender issues flare up on both sides of the Canadian border. Maybe I rushed to call their unhurried and friendly: at times, and the truth is, they slip desire to get involved in a bloody fight. But still, when compared to our current political situation in the country, agree that such topics somehow soothe and relax. A calm and relaxed – the key properties of the individual, unless you want to get into a paddy wagon for organizing mass riots. That’s why I turned to this subject, and my scrap rusty pipes even lie down for a while without eating.

Priority

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Relatively Speaking: Families in Fashion.

Keeping it in the family is a priority for the Missoni clan, Pippa Small and her artistic sister, and Giovanna and Sara Battaglia.
Like all good Italian dynasties, Missoni is founded on a love story. Rosita and Ottavio Missoni met at the 1948 Olympic Games – Ottavio (known as Tai) was competing as a 400m hurdler, Rosita was a student – and a fashion powerhouse was born. Both had knitwear in their genes: Rosita’s family had been making loungewear since the 1920s, and Tai owned a workshop producing tracksuits. They married in 1953, and have spun out eclectic zigzag knitwear ever since.
Rosita and Tai’s three children now run the company, designing everything from handbags to hotel rooms: Angela is the creative director of womenswear, Luca handles menswear and Vittorio is the CEO. ( Vittorio has been missing since January 4 when the plane he was travelling in disappeared over the Caribbean.) Turnover last year was €70 million, but the Missoni home is set a world away from the glitz those figures suggest.
The family occupies a wooded plot in the dusty hills of Sumirago, a sleepy town 40km north of Milan that also houses the company HQ and clothing factory. Rosita and Tai’s glass-fronted villa, where I meet three generations of the family, is stuffed with artwork and kitschy curios. Wooden pineapples upholstered in a zingy Missoni fabric lie beneath paintings by the Italian futurists Gino Severini and Alberto Savinio; a dresser full of art deco vases sits alongside a collage by Tai, picturing Angela aged four with a stiletto shoe on her head. When I arrive, Rosita is fishing through a gargantuan box of bread and pulling out olive sticks to nibble – a gift to mark her 81st birthday the day before – while Angela greets her father, who is reclining on a zebra-print sofa and rocking a Missoni cardigan at the age of 91. Angela lives in a house next door, her brothers on adjoining plots; granddaughters Margherita and Teresa live 10 minutes away from each other in central Milan, although they and their cousins regularly pile in unannounced to their grandparents’ for lunch. The house is just like any hectic family hub – albeit one that has a Matisse on the wall.

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