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because on random useless cuteness, the japanese win hands down.
here is the link and here is my profile.

p.s.: if you want to join, ask me – so we can both get 30 ribbons for free. ;)


she was conceived because i was feeling restless.
yet she was born serene.

last sunday most shops in hannover, for reasons unknown to me, decided to open.
it was in one of them that i found a pink pig, lonely amongst the traditional bears. he was the last one of his species in the shop, some stitches starting to undo, and the price tag marked in red: REDUCED, from 7 euros to 3,50. rather humiliating for such a cute swine.

i had no doubts we had to be friends.
and so Percival was born. Perci, to his pals.

here he is, sitting at Jack The Ripper’s, advertising for SCUM, my favorite night spot at the lower saxony (yep, they’ve reopened):

at home, after a shower and some new stitching, telling me that he could work the “intelectual blogger” part.

if i were a song, I would be… – sorry, i can’t pick just one: flower, eels / precious things, tori amos / ordinary boys, morrissey / there’s a light that never goes out, smiths.
If I were a month, I would be… december.
If I were a day of the week, I would be… friday.
If I were a time of the day, I would be… 10AM. yes, i do love the buzz. and i’m not really an early starter. :)
If I were something from space, I would be… a dying star.
If I were a direction, I would be… lost. :)
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be… a bed.
If I were a sport, I would be… I couldn’t be a sport. ever.
If I were a pleasant activity, I would be… listening to music.
If I were a moment, I would be… now.
If I were liquid, I would be… real ale. bitter, not really fizzy but with lots of flavour. :)
If I were a precious stone, I would be… ruby.
If I were a tree, I would be… willow.
If I were a flower, I would be… a weed flower.
If I were a colour, I would be… black.
If I were a feeling, I would be… resentment, maybe. not good. gotta work on it.
If I were a spice, I would be… saffron.
If I were a book, I would be… haven’t thought about it yet.
If I were a cartoon, I would be… donald duck.
If I were a place, I would be… my room.
If I were a gesture, I would be… wave goodbye.

illustration by a beautiful revolution.


girl from a tropical paradise living in a cold but beautiful little island between england and the normandy.

and that's her life in almost daily irrelevant photographs and stolen poetry.



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