In a bit of a blue mood, I thought I might cure it with a visit to the Cult of Beauty show at the V&A and it worked in a flash. I had only just walked in when an older woman breathlessly touched my arm and said, I have to tell you, you're very beautiful. I was looking at a painting of Venus, and turned around and there you were... alive!
The Universe was waiting to embrace you!
Posted by: LLD | April 17, 2011 at 02:01 PM