A wickedtale.

After a fine day in London with my mumma, Lauren joined me for a fun night watching Nowhere boy (so much love for  Aaron Johnson and John Lennon) and taking photos while raving at the child prodigy, willow smith. I have to say I used to dislike her and found quite pretentious and bland, maybe my jealousy spoke at the time, but now I have realised she has nothing this  dangerously  spoilt.  Introduced early in the showbiz, her and her brother will possibly grow up and become the New generation, the next Smith. Now we just have to watch what paths the " little stars" are taking.

Switching back to the photoshot : Our photographer for the night? Well my little sweetie little deer whom I call Jud Jud (idem Judith or little tiger). Her photo below

Lauren + Me , check this Miss's blog here.

The sky in my bedroom,

 and again my precious Lauren.

Rawww like a monster.

In the wild jungle, a feline shadow peers through the fully spring-up vegetations.  The rain,dropping on its multi-coloured fur as its sensitive paws brush the humid soil. Ready to bounce at anything...  'Rawww!' howled Judith the leopard, the biggest predator known. 'You scared me to death!' I screamed. My loveable 8 years old sister,  went today, to an arty fair in London and was nicely decorated with glitters, gothic eye-shadow and bronze face paint. Everything to please a little girl! 

Make-up is an art. When some think face paint are childish, immature and a little too crazy. I think we should embrace the rare possibility we have, to fully paint your face and become able to interpret this occasional new you. (A tiger perhaps?)

The trouble it is hard to remove- poor Judith tried earlier and she turned from a glorious leopard to a gory vamp. Perfect for Halloween, which is approaching fast. I have no idea what could be my costume... Ugly betty? What are your costumes ideas for the scary night of Halloween? Share it with me.