Summer trip

I want it to be exotic, erotic, lazy and busy.

I want hot yellows and reds, I want cooler twilight blues.

I want sand in my shoes, monoï oil on my skin.

Run like hell

When I'm in Bretonie, there's one thing I love to do there, that I hate doing in Paris. It's running.

When I run there, alone, with animals around, birds and rabbits... I do enjoy every second of it.

When I run, I don't know if it's to escape something, or to reach something. I like both concepts together. What I know is that I do not run calmly, lol... like slow motion to watch the surroundings, I need to push limits here.

My favourite part though is that break I make when my body just begs for it, just before getting on the way back. A few minutes for myself. Luxury.

Body talks

I talk making lots of gestures...
I easily make faces, I sigh, I (discretely) yawn, I jump from happiness, I kick ghosts from anger.
My body talks a lot!

Then, my red hair, my boots, the muscles I try to get, probably the way I walk. Fast and determined. Yeah of course my body talks a looooot.

And now I understand there are kind of subtitles on my body... my tattoos!

If it was aesthetically ok... 50% of my body would be covered with snakes. yeah I know... scary! Good I am very coquette. lol
Snakes are clever, they represent knowledge, freedom, selfishness, it's very masculine, complementary to the woman, to me.

ha well, that would be too many snakes and that would scare (not!) the devils.

Anyway, I have discovered that I had an arm made for love and one for freedom! Yeah that rocks! And well, that sounds a bit 1970-ish but I'm proud I naturally get both concepts in the flesh. I did not wanted these lovely concepts particularly, it's my body that revealed them.

On my "love" arm, I want to get an anchor, meaning how much love matters to me, no matter the storms, the deadly waves, Love is here (chabadabada).
Then roses around because it's cute it could symbolize different forms of love. Love flourishing in different ways. Like one rose for Lola, one rose for Loup, I don't know. But love grows, love expanded. That's the idea maybe. Love is not static.

Anyway, that will be one of the ideas for my next tats. Sunny will soon come back to me with her talent (I want her own style for them).

PS: check the gallery, there's Martin's pirate tat' on it :P

Bonheur absolu

A moment of total happiness (bonheur absolu) ... when I steal 15 minutes in a super busy day to enjoy the sun, a coffee, and a wonderful book.



Of course such moments never last. The books are never long enough, the sun hides often and I'm running out already.



But I will feel the benefit of these 15 minutes for the rest of my stressing day... Cheers! :)

Brutal Polluters

I'm not very much a *green* one. I mean I'll rather wear a "Kill 'em all" tshirt than a "save the planet" one. Yeah that sucks somehow, but that's how it is. I'm not a green Pasionaria (pasionaria = a woman who actively defend a cause), some do it so much better than I do.

I'm pretty much human, with life priorities (yeah... *that* does not sound very human ;-). Respecting what surrounds me. Trees or human beings, whatever.

What can I tell about BP.



I want to visit Louisiana and Florida. I will.
I just hope people there will be careful enough with what is coming from the see. Gotta protect themselves.

If I ever had the opportunity I would get a plane ticket to... help cleaning the beaches there. Not for *green* purpose, just because I am selfish. I want *my* lil planet to stay clean and welcoming. I want to run into the waters of Florida (you sharks would better stay away from my fat lil bum!), I want to dance on the sands of Louisiana.

I want.

.. told you, I'm not a planet saviour, I'm just a woman caring for her own happiness. How bad does that sound??