Humans of Maria Finkernagel - Girlfriends
Plaza del Conde de Priego aka Monumento a Manolete
I'm thankful for all of the closest male friends I had growing up and now in my adult life living abroad. In every city that I've lived in starting in Palm Beach, Florida, I've always had a best guy friend. However, having a best guy friend or having a guy you can call up and say,"Hey! Let's go grab a drink!" or "Let's eat!" doesn't hold a candle to the beautiful (though sometimes downright fucked up) relationships that women can and should have.
Mini PS - You can't ever tell a man,"Hey! Let's go for a walk! Hey! Let's go smell perfume!" The activity with your male friend has to involve sex or food. Difficult in my case because I'm a nun on a diet.*
Every time I see older women going on a stroll together, I think,'Man, they are so lucky to have each other.' Then I think of my group of girlfriends all over the world that I have this same beautiful relationship with (in order of appearance): My older sister Liza, Kathleen, Eleni, Ate Melanni, Amanda (we were stone cold frenemies** for a while, but I love that girl to pieces), Jessica, Alana, Ces, Victoria, Lucía, Mariana, Jaki, Rahel, Julia, Antje, Selina, Hannah, Helen, Arianna, Kathryn, Drue, Kaitlan and maybe I'm missing like 300 other names, but I can say that every single one of these amazing beautiful women have seen me at my ugliest, my most beautiful, my most selfish, my most giving, when I have tears going down my face, when my nails aren't perfect (rare, but it happens) and that no friendship with a man can amount to having a friendship with another female.
I know that if I end up on the street this very moment and I can send out smoke signals to these powerful and smart women that they will come to my rescue come hell or high water.
What am I trying to say with all of this? Being away from your friends and family (let's face it, here in Córdoba, I'm still trying to stumble upon a girlfriend but for now, it's not happening) makes you realize how important these relationships are. Women hate on other way too much when we should just enjoy each other's existence.
I'm happy to say that on my official 3 month anniversary of being a Cordovan resident, I have made a friend and, unfortunately, this isn't a type of friend who will let me come over their house and cuddle on the couch while watching movies or videos, or come over at 2 am or so in the morning and eat rice and eggs and watch me clean and play taboo, or make me French macarons as my going away present before I left for Spain, or maybe go nail polish shopping and buy nothing but have all ten digits painted, or even better, go nail polish shopping and come home with thirty polishes and then paint fruits and animals on your nails!
FEMALE FRIENDSHIPS: They are the most beautiful and powerful existence that this world will ever see. So ladies, stop being catty and talking shit about each other! JUST LOVE! LOVE LOVE LOVE!
As a wise woman once said,"Well, I don't know who wrote this book, but you all have got to stop calling each other sluts and whores. It just makes it ok for guys to call you sluts and whores."
* I'm joking, I'm on a seefood diet. Whenever I see food, I eat it.
**frenemie. Sometimes friend, sometimes enemy.
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