50x365 #89: Elsa

You were this tiny little gothy woman who spoke next to no English escaped from a hippie commune of junkies somewhere in the wilds of Quebec. You were passionate about separatism, and yet, for some reason, you had a habit of making out with non-French me spontaneously in public. Yowza!

I am a participant in x365 and Holidailies 2007.

It's An Iron Cowboy Christmas

50x365 #88: British Soldier