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Day 06 - A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.

Yesterday I came up with what I considered a BRILLIANT person to be for a day.
I was so excited!
Then I came home from work and I told James.
I explained all the reasons why this was the person whose shoes I would like to borrow for a mile.
Then James burst the bubble.
'I get it Lu, but isn't he manic depressive? What if you got him on a bad day?'
I never thought of that.
Was I willing to take the bad as well as the good.
Not really, no. This is supposed to be a fun exercise.
So I went back to the drawing board.
Perhaps this challenge wasn't going to be as simple as I thought.

So I put my thinking hat back on.
I realised there is no such thing as the perfect life.
Not that I thought anyone had a perfect life, we all have issues.
So I reached into the inner child in me.
The one thing I wanted to be when I was a little girl
was a princess. A kickass princess.
So here I go.
If I could be ANYONE for a day, 
I would be Princess Adora.
Or She-ra for the 80's kids out there.
Just to make her even more perfect for this challenge,
I always wanted to have a twin.

Upper body shot of a young woman with long blonde hair, she is wearing a white bodice and skirt with a golden accents on the bodice. She also wears a red cape and a gold headdress. She is holding a rapier in her hands and behind her is an explosion of yellow sparks.

For the honor of Grayskull

Comments

  1. Ha! It is the Princess Adora in me!
    How is Azerbijan treating you? I LOVED checking out the photos from your trip to Tbilisi!

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  2. hahahahaha she ra. you're amazing.

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