Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Philosophy of Buduar

Buduar has basic flaw. This onomatopoeic sound borrowed from the French, this evocation of the living room that owed something to the book "Philosophy of the boudoir" of the Marquis De Sade (La Philosophie dans le boudoir ou Les instituteurs immoraux), essay dramatic, but at the same time cynical and ironic, in which is routed to the pleasure the young Eugénie, living side by side with the pleasure we feel when we prepare, we hope to convey pleasure, just like the one that seeks to propagate Madame de Saint-Ange in educating and instructing the young promise of future pleasure, widespread and diffusible , at any time. And I come back, for a moment, to the vice of which I mentioned at the beginning. We love it! This is the basic flaw. And the pleasure we feel when we package it is priceless. And in the madness, perhaps anomalous, perhaps shiny, we feel like the madam, the madam (from mattress, also typical of the boudoir), with intent informative and pedagocici, looking for a smile, maybe bitter or stretched, but still a smile .