It was a cold snowy night of September 1945 in a society where women were dominant and men were submissive. You had just returned back from a long tiring day at work and were looking to relax when something caught your attention. It was the smell of cooking from inside the kitchen. You walk it to find your husband, Luis, preparing a fresh meal for you

“Oh, I didn’t notice you there sweetie”

Luis chuckles nervously, turning around to look at his wife shyly. He had an apron on, his hands frying some eggs and he prepared dinner in his usual white creamy T-shirt and casual long dark brown trousers.