Five days after New Year's Eve I see that speculation about Cristina Pedroche's dress is in low hours. Since 2014 talking about what a presenter will wear and what she has worn that on the 1st we will decide if she is a feminist or alienated. What tedium. The only thing that could raise this is to have Chicote dressed as Duran Duran (of the character, of course. Not the group) and Pedroche in a suit. Or put a mature woman with a normal body and have Maxi Iglesias by her side dressed (also) as Duran Duran, or as the creature from the
Rocky Horror Picture Show
, which amounts to the same thing but without wings. Unforgettable the year that she went inside a sculpture and said she felt “more empowered than ever” while moving her little arms like a
playmobil.
I don't think anything interesting will happen until 2024. Then we will be able to fulfill the popular wish that spread via SMS back in 2004, when Ramontxu passed
laissez faire
through the lining by saying “happy new year” to prevent all citizens from going out on the street. window to howl the most kaffir rhyme of the Spanish language.
What comes next is seen by people who, for whatever reason, cannot flee: children, the parakeet from the cage, the elderly whose walker has been stolen ... This year we will not have José Luis Moreno, but some astracanada will fall.
Young people will flee down the stairs with the last grape in their mouths before the 2022 light turns on because they will already have their friend waiting to go to a covid party.
And on TV the show of the living dead and a
Cachitos
That it has nothing to do with the
Cachitos
from the beginning, the one that was funny.
But I tell you one thing: the happiest New Years I have ever known have been without electricity, without dinner, and without Puerta del Sol. The radio was on at three o'clock.
There, without waiting, I found the spirit of Christmas.
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