fucking-amal.com

Taking a bow while plugging Paris into heart chakra...

Stylish photoshop work, Dave. Looks amazing.

Cheers Dahls - it helps to start off with a lovely still and a relevant cityscape, eh?

Beautiful scene of Paris, but I'm not sure I like "l'Acquart impaled".
And as a double amputee.

Perhaps this is the new rival for the London Eye.
I can imagine an array of baskets slowly turning 'round the effigy and providing those Parisians with stunning views of their beautiful city.

Yes.

That'll sit better in my psyche.



Åw come on Pauline, where's your sense of humour?

Impaled??? Mais non, M.Poisson!

Her vast avatar emerges from the Earth, bends to touch the Eiffel Tower to her heart, and the Paris streets are suffused with a golden glow.

In my reality...

fish wrote:"l'Acquart impaled".
double amputee.

That's one way of seeing it, I guess.

DMt. wrote:...emerges from the Earth, bends to touch the Eiffel Tower to her heart, and the Paris streets are suffused with a golden glow.

Oh yeah.
I like that reality.


Bit different here when I find this pic on a foot fetish site.



Please, don't even ask how I got there.

Those are the feet of a very tall girl.

Willowy, even...hmmm

wil·low·y (wl-)
adj. wil·low·i·er, wil·low·i·est
1. Planted with or abounding in willows.
2. Resembling a willow tree, especially:
a. Flexible; pliant.
b. Tall, slender, and graceful.
[Free Online Dict.]

Sounds about right.

Oh yes, and the hands of a grand piano player...

The burning gaze of a visionary mystic
The gravitas of an angel on a visit
The elegance of a jeune Parisienne
The strangeness of a beautiful alien

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It must be horrible to see yourself online, treated like porn.

Hazard du métier, il faut etre philosophique...

Salzburg Nachrichten : Pauline Acquart ist als Schneewittchen ein Gedicht.

"Pauline Acquart is a poem as Snow White"

I think "tall, slender and graceful" is an apt description for this charming young lady.
Much better than what that other site had to say. (I would imagine).


A bit bulked up here though. Must have been a cold day.



A poem for a "poem".
Nice.

Why thank you, fish - though my poor little efforts must always fail to capture the essence of l'Acquart Glorieuse, for how can the force of a revelation be bound by the fragile net of words?

It's got to the point where we hardly notice the thousands of views rolling by; but I thought it interesting that the 35k-views marker was only a week after the 34k, and 36k is just around the corner.

she is getting beautiful everyday

You're quite right, Sweetgirl.
Quite right.