I dreamt of being a star. A sports star, when I got tickets for the finals. A film star, when the main actress drew from the audience some tears followed by applause. A fashion star, when the news-reader presented the swimming costume fashion show. A rock star... won’t lie, I always wanted to be a rock star. Of course sports are tiring, scripts had a lot to study and for fashion I had the wrong centimetres, I mean, I had the centimetres on the wrong places. But maturity and time defeated all these fantasies, well, maybe not all.