So today I met Etsuko Miura (by chance, she was having an exhibition in some very small parisian flat and her assistant spotted my friends and I in the street because we were dressed in japanese fashion). She was delighted that her work was known in France, that we knew ball jointed dolls (so obviously I told her I even had a few) and lolita fashion. Her assistant knew Baby, the stars shine bright and very much liked my dress and my friend’s kodona attire. So they took our picture. Which is nice of them, perhaps we’ll be somewhere on their blog or something. It was very strange to meet someone of whom I admire the work.
Also we ate crepes and I just downloaded a bunch of Shearwater live songs, going to curl up in bed and fall asleep to the sweet voice of JM.
I hope you’re all very fine and happy and peaceful. Stay beautiful. Hugs and butterfly kisses. (Or is it a bit too much ?)
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