#Carmen Madrid

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De mujeriego a mujer, ¡bendito karma!… “LaLola”

La serie cuenta la historia de un hombre exitoso que piensa que puede usar a las mujeres para satisfacer su ego. Un día se despierta con cuerpo de mujer y luego trata de revertir el cambio y recuperar su cuerpo original mientras intenta proteger su trabajo y la relación con su hija, madre y mejor amigo. En esta nueva realidad, “LaLola” paga las consecuencias del machismo y debe volver a aprender de todo, desde caminar hasta abrirse paso en el empleo, pero más que nada, el verdadero significado del amor.

Estreno: 2 de febrero de 2024 en ViX.

La serie cuenta con las actuaciones de Bárbara de Regil, Gonzalo García Vivanco, Alejandro de la Madrid, Cynthia Klitbo, Alexis Ayala, Carmen Madrid, Adriana Montes de Oca, Diego Amozurrutia, entre otros.

[whilereadingandwalking]

Our first Madrid bookstore was Librería Mujeres, a feminist bookstore focused on selling books by women authors. I bought a Spanish edition of Nada by Carmen Laforet, a book I fell in love with in translation last time I was in Spain!

[copper-16]

been thinking about your platonic andrea + lola fic especially since andrea missed the last penalty that took atletico out of the CL. would you ever write a fic about that?

idk andrea feeling really guilty and pulling away from the team and lola reminding her that she’s more than just her bad moments on the pitch?

:)

The way this ask made me GASP...I posted this fic OVER a year ago and someone still remembers it? I cannot explain my excitement, especially because it's such a little niche/rarepair fic. It makes my YEAR when people still remember those silly little fics I made. If rarepair or platonic stuff was more popular I would probably have a million fics to write, honestly.

I wasn't ever planning to write about them again - but I pumped something out solely because I was so excited by you mentioning it 😭 It's not a full fic necessarily which is why I'm just posting it on here.

I Try, I Try

Andrea misses the penalty, crushing Atlético Madrid's dream of playing in the Champions League. Crushing Lola's dream of playing in the Champions League. The defender struggles to cope before she receives an important reminder.

If there was one thing that would have motivated Lola to save every single one of those penalties, it would be the sight of Andrea on the pitch after missing her own. It was burned into her brain it felt like, the image of the younger girl right next to the celebrating Rosenborg team, her head in her hands. 

Lola was absolutely disappointed after the loss. But she had been lucky to have a long career, to have won a Champions League trophy, to have experienced so many losses and victories. But the defender was still young, and it was a different kind of pressure and expectation to be the one to take the final penalty in a shootout. Especially one where the result determined if they had a shot at playing on the international stage. 

And Andrea hadn’t even flinched when she had been selected, insisting that she was ready. She was putting on a brave face, Lola could tell. 

But it was that kind of strength and the right attitude that made good players great ones. The keeper was proud of her for being a team player and fighting till the end, even if it wasn’t their day. Even if she wanted to cry, the blonde made her way around to her other teammates, patting them on the back and holding back her clear upset. 

Lola simply wished it didn’t have to end this way. The younger girl had been nearly catatonic in the changing room, on the bus ride, on the plane. 

It had been Carmen who had taken Andrea home, given that the two of them lived in the same apartment building. Lola had pulled the older defender aside, asking her quietly to keep an eye on their younger teammate. 

When the keeper asked Andrea if she wanted to come over to her and Christina’s apartment, she only received a muted head shake in response. The younger girl could barely even look her in the eyes as she brushed the keeper off, though not unkindly. 

It had taken less than two hours for Carmen to call Lola to come over, her voice filled with worry. 

The older woman rode a strange line sometimes, wanting to respect Andrea’s boundaries while also understanding that sometimes people didn’t always exactly say what they wanted. She did feel a certain responsibility to protect the defender from the harsh realities of the world, but she couldn’t solve everything. 

Personally, she hated the fact, even if she knew that she held no control over it. 

She makes it to Andrea and Carmen’s apartment building in record time, meeting her former partner by the door to the younger girlfriend’s apartment.

“I could hear her crying in her room when I was making her some food and I…I don’t know. She hates being alone, it feels more like she’s trying to punish herself than process,” Carmen said with exasperation, but underneath her tone is thinly veiled worry. 

“You probably aren’t far off,” Lola acquiesced, turning her head briefly to look at the door. “I’ve got her, you can go back up to your place. Don’t forget to ice your knee,” the keeper said with as much captainly authority as she could muster. Carmen rolled her eyes good-naturedly, saluting her teammate somewhat mockingly before she turned to head back up to her own place. 

Lola lets herself into Andrea’s apartment, and despite the fact that the defender’s door is closed, she can hear the muted sounds of crying that ring through the space. She doesn’t even hesitate, striding over to the younger girl’s room before she opens the door gently, poking her head in. 

The soft crying noises shut off abruptly, the entire room entering into a precarious stillness. Lola felt her heart sink at the evidence of the girl’s sadness, even if she knew it was there. 

The older woman doesn’t even bother with asking for an invitation, she simply moves into the room, climbing into Andrea’s bed with her. 

This bed held a million memories, at least for the keeper. Late-night conversations and confessions, the loudest of laughs, a safe space for tears. The mattress greets her warmly, sinking under her as she moves her body closer to Andrea’s, placing her hand gently on the defender’s back. 

“Lola, go away,” Andrea insists, attempting to sound more firm than she felt. Her words come out sounding more like they are from a tearful child, not that Lola cares. 

“It is okay to be upset Andrea, it is okay to cry,” Lola tries, but the blonde still shifts away from her, and the sound of a stuttering breath punctuates the silence around them. 

There is a pause before the younger girl speaks again, her words dripping with rage. 

Not for the team, but rather for herself. 

“It is my fault that we lost. I shouldn’t be crying over something that I had control over.” 

Lola sits up slightly after hearing her words, placing her head in her hand, her elbow pressing into the mattress. When she speaks, her voice is firm, with little room for argument. 

“No, it is not.” 

The sheer force of her words is enough to make Andrea pause and relent in turning over slightly to peer at the dark-haired woman. 

She expects Lola to be looking at her with anger, with frustration. 

First, she lost them an important game, all because she couldn’t shoot a ball into the net properly. Like it wasn’t her only job to do exactly that. 

And now, she was acting like a child, hiding in her bed when all she wanted was a hug and a reminder that she wasn’t the worst footballer in the world. 

She was older now, and she needed to grow up and be realistic. There wasn’t time for all of her big, unnecessary emotions. 

But Lola isn’t looking at her with anger or frustration. She looks more apprehensive and concerned than anything else, and Andrea turns over more fully to face her. 

“I’m so sorry Lola,” she whispers, crushed by the thought that she was the one who ended not only her dreams, the dreams of the team, but Lola’s dream. 

The keeper shakes her head instantly, her expression filling with sympathy. 

“Andrea, it is not your fault. There were 120 minutes, and four other penalties besides your own. This doesn’t rest on all you, I promise,” Lola points out, but Andrea cuts her off with a humorless laugh. 

“Yes, but if I had just made my penalty, my one job, we wouldn’t be here,” she counters, averting her eyes from the older woman. 

“And if I had saved more of the penalties, or the goals, we wouldn’t be here either,” Lola comments, but it doesn’t seem to do anything other than upset the defender more. 

“That is different, and you know it. Nobody expects a keeper to save a penalty, but it is the job of the players to score,” Andrea’s voice is forceful, as though she’s trying to convince herself of the words. 

“By the time we made it to penalties, we had already failed our job. All of us, the whole team, not just you. Just because you are the one who went last, doesn’t mean that our failures for the whole game lay completely on your shoulders,” Lola argues, and when the blonde doesn’t say anything in response, she continues. 

“This is not your fault. We all miss penalties or make mistakes on the job. I can’t even begin to count how many mistakes I have made in my career Andrea, truly. As much as I hate it, it’s a part of the game. And it doesn’t matter how many times it happens, or how old you are, you are allowed to be upset over it. It doesn’t make you immature or weak to cry or feel upset,” the keeper emphasizes, and when she sees the younger girl’s lip begin to wobble, she knows that she’s hit the root of the problem. 

“I’m twenty years old, I shouldn’t be acting this way over a penalty,” she sputters, and Lola settles herself back on the mattress, pulling the younger girl into her. 

“I don’t care how old or mature you are, you are allowed to be upset about things. I am twenty-nine years old and–” Lola starts, though the defender is quick to interject despite her sadness. 

“Aren’t you thirty-on–” Andrea is cut off with a hand that quickly covers her mouth, smothering the rest of her sentence. 

“Shush, I am in my twenties and I haven't finished speaking. As I was saying, I am older than you and I still cry about things all the time, when I feel the need to. It is natural and it is normal, just like it is to talk to other people around you. There is no rule book that says you must go through this alone because you feel that you are the one at fault for the situation. All you are doing is punishing yourself when I promise, you don’t have to,” Lola reassures, Andrea now tucked into her side, her head laying on Lola’s chest. 

There is a pause as silent tears slip down the blonde’s cheeks, as the words of the older woman wash over her. 

“I am so sorry Lola,” she emphasizes, and it’s the repetition of the word that causes the keeper to look down in confusion. 

“Why are you saying sorry to me?” She asks, a little lost on why Andrea needed to apologize to her specifically. 

“You are further along in your career, these chances aren’t always easy to come by, and I screwed it up. I blew your chance this year, and who knows if we’ll have this opportunity again,” Andrea’s voice is small, emotion caught in her throat. 

“I’m so, so sorry. Please don’t…” 

The blonde’s words trail off, but the unspoken part of her sentence is heard loud and clear. 

Please don’t hate me. 

“I could never, I promise you that. You are my teammate, but more importantly, you are my friend. I am proud of you each time you step out onto the pitch, and I consider myself so lucky to be your teammate. We win together, and we lose together. I love you far too much to ever let something like football come between us, even if it is an important match. It’s just a game, and you are…tan especial para mí,” Lola vows, feeling the younger girl curl further into her side, a sigh of relief leaving her exhausted body. 

And it was true. The defender meant so much more to her than anything that football might bring or take away, and she would much rather prioritize that than over something she knew could slip out from under her at any moment. 

“Te amo pequeña,” the older woman murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of Andrea’s head. 

The younger girl snuggles into her further, tear tracks down her face finally beginning to dry as she settles into the taller woman. 

“Thank you Mama Lola. Te amo,” she whispers as she drifts off, disappointment now accompanied by the knowledge that she would overcome this. 

And by the fact that she didn’t have to do it alone.

[niuxita21]

The way the entire "Previously on The Mallorca Files..." segment is literally just... Max and Miranda's entire personal relationship progression, from reluctant work partners/compañeros to Max having to correct people that Miranda is not his girlfriend to almost kissing while dancing the paso doble to Carmen rejecting Max's proposal like plot? What plot? You mean this show is supposed to be about solving crimes?? I am LIVING!!!

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Civiles y militares celebrando la toma del Cuartel de la Montaña en la calles de Madrid. 20 julio de 1936

"La foto representa:/Un jefe del Ejército, seguido de las masas/populares, pasa por las calles de Madrid, con la bandera recuperada en el cuartel de la Montaña"

Foto: Carmen Vidal Gallet

[thereisnoafter]

[talkingwoso]

Atlético de Madrid’s captain, Carmen Menayo, has suffered an ACL rupture. We wish her a healthy speedy recovery ❤️‍🩹

[sakuramoussy]

I've been enjoying a very satisfying personal art project where I draw 'trading cards' of all my Primordial Life characters, here's the first group of characters - the Gods of the Eight Worlds!

God of Death - Sin

Twin Gods of Life - Carmen and Vin

God of Light - Nova

God of Dark - Madrid

God of Space - Luné

God of Time - Osa

God of Dreams - Eiko

God of Nightmares - Mako

[outsideratheart]

Carmen Menayo - 22 Both Reaching For The Last Christmas Cookie

A/N: Day fourteen of the Christmas advent calendar.

There was something about Carmen that made your heart beat twice as fast as normal. It had been this way since you met her over 5 years ago but you are yet to act on your feelings.

"So you're telling me if you and Carmen find yourself under mistletoe you won't kiss her" V had been teasing you about the blonde for the last ten minutes and you were getting tired of it.

"No V" You know your best friend well enough to know what she is planning to do "I don't want you playing any games with me, with her. I like her and I need to do this when i'm ready"

"Any clue when that might be?" Her tone was playful but you knew she was coming from a good place. It was her you went to when you realised you had fallen for Carmen and although she liked to tease you, she had been your go to for advice.

"Chicas!" Lola shouts whilst knocking rapidly on V's door.

The scowl of your face is clear. You wanted to walk V through your plan before the rest of the team arrives but then you hear Carmen's voice and it's as your emotions settle to her tone.

"You look pretty" Carmen says as she greets you with kisses on both cheeks.

"Says the most beautiful girl in the room" You loved to flirt with her, it was your way of expressing your feelings but also having the ability to play it off.

When you see her blush at your compliment you feel like you have succeeded. It seemed that only you could have this affect on her.

A few hours later and the majority of the team have left. It was now only you, Carmen, V, Lola and some of the younger players.

You had eaten plenty of food throughout the night and despite your solid attempts a finishing the box of christmas cookies, your sweet tooth wasn't quite satisfied.

Making a subtle exit from the living area you head for the kitchen and much to your surprise it looks like Carmen shares you need for sugar.

"I thought you might have gone home" you tell her.

Carmen leans on the island in the kitchen as she reaches into the glass tupperware of cookies.

"Without saying goodbye to you, never" she hands you a cookie knowing that is the reason why you came to the kitchen.

"Gracias" you take a bite, tipping you head back in pleasure as the sugar hits your tastebuds.

The two of you speak about anything and everything. She asks you about your plans for the holidays and you ask if she’s going to be joining the team for new year or staying with her family.

"Hey!" you swat her hand away for the box when you see her reaching for the last cookie "You can't take the last one"

"What are you going to do about it" her voice deepens knowing the power the sentence holds.

She takes the cookie, as if daring you to stop her. Her hand moves in slow motion from the box to her mouth. She is teasing you but it isn't like before, it's like something has changed.

"Eat it and find out"

Two could play this game.

"Come get it and it's yours" she places the cooking between her teeth. Could she really be asking what you think she is?

The darkening of her eyes gives you your answer.

You stalk towards her and she takes one step back with every step you take forward. Soon enough you have her pinned the kitchen counter. You lean forward taking the other half of cookie in your mouth. To no surprise Carmen lets go of her half and you throw the cookie aside, you had another craving you needed to satisfy.

With your lips on hers your mouths move in sync. Your hands exploring each other bodies. You grab her thighs and lift her up onto the kitchen counter. Her hands tangle in your hair as you grasp her hips bringing her as close to you as possible.

You are suddenly interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Carmen buries her face in the crook of your neck out of embarrassment.

"Yes"

"Lola and V wanted me to come and get you guys" Andrea, one of the younger player, says. "What shall I tell them?"

"That them they have terrible timing" You mumble slightly annoyed at the interruption.

"Right, ok" Andrea turns to walk away.

"No, Andrea" Carmen hops of the kitchen counter "Tell them we will be there in a minute"

The defenders reaction, albeit a little late, is much better than yours.

"Come on" Carmen holds her hand out for you to take.

"One minute"

You grab the cookie from the side. You look carmen dead in the eyes as you eat it.

"I told you that you couldn't have the last one" you say rather smugly.

[juliancallejo]

Carmen Xia.

Nave de Terneras, Madrid. 9 de diciembre de 2023.

Después de perseguir su silueta por todo el escenario para sacarle una foto decente, me pongo a escuchar, finalmente, a Carmen Xia. Es un poco La Shica en la forma de fusionar rap y copla, pero con letras abiertamente políticas. En realidad, se le podría relacionar mucho más con Martirio. Las metáforas que maneja recuerdan a esta, sin duda, incluyendo la visión política, que posiblemente sería parecida. Lírica, seguro que mucho más lírica, aunque de ironía afilada. Xia es una Martirio sin coberturas.

Sus textos tienen magia cuando se pone a ello, aunque al escuchar se reconocen los tópicos habituales sobre los cuidados y la sororidad, pero les da vida, los hace creíbles, les da una imagen propia basada en los patios, en la imagen de los bloques de vecinos y en su abuela. Sabe ser cantaora, sabe ser política y todo ello lo hace con temperamento, con personalidad. Rapeando me recuerda esa claridad enfadada de Arianna Puello. Pero esa seriedad quiere sugerir la risa, el humor, la fiesta. Y llegamos al momento de pedir al público que baile, y llegan las risas y las palmas. Y el spinning flamenco. Acaba de meterse a todo dios en el bolsillo.

Y ella misma lo deja claro. Quien abrió el camino fue Gata Cattana. Aunque el suyo es personal y brillante. Escuchad su manera de apropiarse del flamenco, pero también las bases de su productor, Suzio Tarik, cuyo trabajo de investigación sonora hace más grande a nuestra nueva artista favorita. Carmen Xia.

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Centro Sefarad-Israel premia al Instituto Cervantes "por su labor en la difusión del legado cultural sefardí"

🇪🇸 El 30 de septiembre de 2024, el Centro Sefarad-Israel otorgó al Instituto Cervantes el Premio Corona de Esther en reconocimiento a su "labor en la difusión del legado cultural sefardí" y su contribución al estudio del judeoespañol. El director del Instituto Cervantes, Luis García Montero, destacó la importancia de conservar esta lengua como una herramienta contra los discursos de odio. La ceremonia coincidió con el inicio del año judío 5785, marcado por la festividad de Rosh Hashaná, y contó con la presencia de figuras como Carmen Magariños del Ministerio de Asuntos Exteriores y Antonio Garde de la Comunidad de Madrid. Además, el presidente de la Federación de Comunidades Judías de España, David Obadía, advirtió sobre el preocupante aumento del antisemitismo en Europa.

🇺🇸 On September 30, 2024, the Centro Sefarad-Israel awarded the Instituto Cervantes the Corona de Esther Prize in recognition of its "work in promoting Sephardic cultural heritage" and its contribution to the study of Judeo-Spanish. The director of the Instituto Cervantes, Luis García Montero, emphasized the importance of preserving this language as a tool against hate speech. The ceremony coincided with the start of the Jewish year 5785, marked by the Rosh Hashanah festival, and was attended by figures such as Carmen Magariños from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Antonio Garde from the Madrid Regional Government. Additionally, the president of the Federation of Jewish Communities in Spain, David Obadía, warned of the worrying rise of antisemitism in Europe.

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Y de repente paso de darle forma a su barba, a depilarse el bigote para estar más besable… “LaLola · Temporada 2”

Para romper el hechizo de Circe y volver a ser Lalo, Lola tiene que encontrar “El Verdadero Amor”, sin embargo, en su desesperación por regresar a ser hombre, solo halla en enredos románticos.

Con el próximo eclipse acercándose, Lola consulta a Alexa sobre lo que es el amor, pero es Gastón quien confiesa sus sentimientos por ella. Ahora, con solo una semana, las apuestas nunca han sido tan altas.

Estreno: 8 de noviembre de 2024 en ViX.

La segunda temporada cuenta con las actuaciones de Bárbara de Regil, Alejandro de la Madrid, Epy Vélez, Carmen Madrid, Gonzalo García Vivanco, Adriana Montes de Oca, Pamela Almanza, Alexis Ayala, Majo Pérez, Lumi Cavazos, Christopher Aguilasocho, Francisca Aronsson, Cynthia Klitbo, Alfonso Borbolla, Diego Amozurrutia, entre otros.

Detrás De Cámaras

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Comedor Colegio Mayor argentino Nuestra Señora de Luján

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Comedor Colegio Mayor Argentino Nuestra Señora de Luján

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Javier Cuartero representará a la Escuela Taurina de Alicante en el certamen de novilleros sin picadores 'Kilómetro 0'

Javier Cuartero representará a la Escuela Taurina de Alicante en el certamen de novilleros sin picadores ‘Kilómetro 0’, que organiza el Centro de Asuntos Taurinos de la Comunidad de Madrid. Cuartero hará el paseíllo el 23 de febrero, en la primera de las semifinales del ciclo, junto a otros cinco aspirantes. Si se clasificara, el domingo 25 haría el paseíllo en un concurso que cuenta con el…

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"Cádiz profunda y vibrante" por dos grandes voces gaditanas

TERESA FERNANDEZ HERRERA. Periodista, Escritora, Editorialista.Directora Gral. Cultura Flamenca. Prensa Especializada Dos grandes representantes del cante gaditano, de los dos barrios más flamencos de la ciudad alojada en el mar, Carmen de la Jara de La Viña, Yeyé de Cádiz de Santa María, cantaores de Cái de alto rango y poderío, dejaron patente con este estreno absoluto con cantes de toda la…