En China no se celebra la Semana Santa, como es obvio. Así que desde aquí os envidio un poquito a los que disfrutaréis de cuatro días de fiesta. Hoy en día todo el mundo sale de vacaciones en Pascua, a la playa, a la montaña o a Disneyland París. Pero cuando yo era pequeña, Semana Santa era un rollo. Si en tu familia eran religiosos, a duras penas conseguías escabullirte de las visitas a la iglesia. Si te quedabas en casa, en la tele pondrían ‘Los Diez Mandamientos’, como todos los años. En mi pueblo no había procesiones, así que tenía una cosa menos con la que entretenerme. Conclusión: me pasaba toda esa semana leyendo.Ahora que ya somos mayores, unos días antes de cada Semana Santa siempre bromeo con mis hermanas sobre el outfit que estrenarán el día de Domingo de Ramos. Cuando éramos niñas para mí era el mejor momento de esas vacaciones. Lo de la bendición de los ramos quedaba en un segundo plano para mí y todas mis amigas. Era el momento para estrenar las primeras prendas de la nueva temporada. Aquello era como quien va ahora a una boda. Había que pensarse el outfit y eso implicaba un trabajo de campo de semanas o simplemente de una tarde de sábado, con discusiones de por medio con mamá quien siempre tenía algo que opinar al respecto. Yo terminaba en la boutique del pueblo porque el único Zara cercano estaba a dos horas en coche como mínimo y entonces no sabíamos lo que era una autopista. Ese domingo la iglesia estaba a reventar, igual que el metro de Shanghai en hora punta. Pero aun así, todo el mundo se las arreglaba para pegar un buen repaso de arriba abajo al vecino y alcanzar hasta dos filas por delante y por detrás.
They do not celebrate Easter in China, as it’s obvious. So I’m envying you a little bit from this side of the world because you’ll enjoy at least 4 days of holidays. These days everybody travels during Easter, to the beach, to the mountains or Disneyland Paris. However, when I was a kid Easter was a bore. If your family happened to have quite religious traditions, you hardly got to run away from the visits to the church. If you stayed at home, on the TV there were ‘The Ten Commandments’ film for sure, as every year. At my home town there were no processions, so one thing less to get entertained with. Conclusion: I used to spend the whole week reading books.We’re grown-ups now and some days before Easter I make jokes with my sisters about which outfit they will show up with on Palm Sunday. When we were kids, for me that one was the best moment during those bank holidays. The Blessing of the Palms remained in the background for me and all my friends. That was the time for wearing the first pieces of the new season. That event was like going to a wedding now. You had to prepare your outfit and that implied a several-weeks research work or just one Saturday afternoon for shopping, including some disputes with mom who always had an opinion about. I ended up at my town’s boutique because the only nearby Zara meant a 2-hour trip by car at least and we didn’t know what was a high-way then. On that Sunday church was overstuffed, the same as Shanghai subway during rush hours. However, everybody managed to do a complete review, from top to bottom, about the closer neighbor and even reach the two rows ahead and behind.
As I was telling you, we still make jokes among sisters about the beginning of spring season and Palm Sunday. But this year, my little sister raised the query about the styling seriously. She had to walk our auntie to mass. First I broke into laugh and after that I played the role of good sister and helped her. Let’s say that she has good taste and she’s able enough to do it by herself, but she prefers to spend that time doing other things. She only went to buy a pair of shoes and we created the rest of the outfit with pieces which she already had in her closet. By the way, we are separated by thousands of miles, but social networking makes distances shorter. Andrea was wearing denim mom pants, blazer and Oxford shoes by Pull & Bear paired with a white shirt and Céline bag.
And what about you? How do you remember Easter? And choose the outfit for such important day? Does anybody keep doing it? I wish you a fantastic Easter holiday!