por favor desculpem todo o inglês, vai mais embaixo que tem foto!
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pictures courtesy of denis
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she's a passista, or a carnaval samba dancer, and she's the fine creation of paulo, who works with his marvelous wife here in recreio. sweetest couple on the planet.
when he first stuck the needle to me i could only feel a small scratching like a sharp pencil. i was delighted with my bravery. for some reason he stopped. i was fine, i insisted. i was covered with sweat, slipping around in the massage chair. he was talking to me and i was replying but he couldn't hear me. i wondered why not. then i started to get fuzzy. denis walked in and put his hand on my other shoulder to comfort me. he had to towel away the sweat first. i was delighted by his presence but infuriatingly could only see little ghost rice krispies floating through the air.
that lasted about five minutes, then i was fine. we started again when i regained color (even my tongue was blanched) and went for an hour, until the outline was finished. took a break for water and candy. we were listening to some lovely blues. i was going strong. then we spent another hour on the major shading, after which i started to weaken. the feathers did me in. i had to pretend there was a kitten on my shoulder sweetly clawing my back (think caligula kleg, if you had the pleasure of making its acquaintance).
it took 3 and a half hours total. next month i go back for more shading.
afterwards denis took me out for beer and a good strong meal. he made me walk home five paces in front of him so he could keep looking at our passista.
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pictures courtesy of denis
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she's a passista, or a carnaval samba dancer, and she's the fine creation of paulo, who works with his marvelous wife here in recreio. sweetest couple on the planet.
when he first stuck the needle to me i could only feel a small scratching like a sharp pencil. i was delighted with my bravery. for some reason he stopped. i was fine, i insisted. i was covered with sweat, slipping around in the massage chair. he was talking to me and i was replying but he couldn't hear me. i wondered why not. then i started to get fuzzy. denis walked in and put his hand on my other shoulder to comfort me. he had to towel away the sweat first. i was delighted by his presence but infuriatingly could only see little ghost rice krispies floating through the air.
that lasted about five minutes, then i was fine. we started again when i regained color (even my tongue was blanched) and went for an hour, until the outline was finished. took a break for water and candy. we were listening to some lovely blues. i was going strong. then we spent another hour on the major shading, after which i started to weaken. the feathers did me in. i had to pretend there was a kitten on my shoulder sweetly clawing my back (think caligula kleg, if you had the pleasure of making its acquaintance).
it took 3 and a half hours total. next month i go back for more shading.
afterwards denis took me out for beer and a good strong meal. he made me walk home five paces in front of him so he could keep looking at our passista.
2 comentários:
It's beautiful!!
- Carmelita -
PS I miss you!
Muito legal Ada!!!
Eu vou fazer uma em breve...
Bjus
see u n Dennis this Saturday.
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