I fell asleep in the early morning hours and had the strangest dream. I dreamed I flirted with the Russian primeminister. Vladimir laughed at my jokes, we had some serious foot-games under the table. He leaned towards me in a very very flirty way. That´s not the kind of flirt that I find appealing. I´m more for the long gazes...and I´ve never found Mr. Putin the slightest attractive;) I even invited him to our performance on saturday! OMG!
Above is a piece of an old wallpaper that I have framed. I love the colours. I could even imagine Mr. Putin having this sort of wallaper in his library.