When I was a little girl, my mother and I got in a big car crash. I had to go through a risky operation and that left me with an also big scar across my belly. This has been part of me since, and it never really bothered me to the point I’d ever try to cover it up. Who am I kidding, belly display in Brazil is as classic as the trench coat. The transformations your body is exposed to overtime tells a story of who you are. Just like my “made in brazil” tattoo is expressive of where I come from and my wrinkles will represent wisdom acquired in years to come, my scar reminds me I’m a survivor. Something I never wanna forget. So hide it?