my favourite parts of this film were ones where pepa, carlos, marisa and candela are at pepa’s place screwing around. i loved the chaos of their interactions, even more so because im currently living with two girls (one of them has a boyfriend who is always over, he’s like our carlos) and being in lockdown means we spend a lot of time together being silly and messy and ridiculous. we’re not nearly as bad as the characters in the film, but…

i have always found it impossible to talk about my family. be it to friends, s/o’s, strangers, my therapist or anyone really i can never talk about the inner workings of my family because exposing that part of me is just too fucking embarassing. the hurtful words the ugliness the posturing the expectations the endless financial troubles the chokehold we constantly have over each other’s lives the pressure to conform to a rigid mould of a person and never, ever…