I'm still here, I'm alive. Looks like it's been a while, people.
I've been rather busy as I'm working something like 40-46 hours per week, and when I'm not at work I try to keep up with the rest of the world.
After more than a year of internship, I've finally my own place and my own role. It would sound good if only my workplace would have been as good as the other shops of the same cooperative where I've worked during the last fifteen months: long story short, I'm arrived in a store which is increasing its sales volume and needs to turn the old organization into a new one, who includes my role as one of the three supervisors. Long story short, now you have four girls from 25 to 34 y.o. who have to share responsibilities and power, building up their own leadership.
Not stepping on someone else's feet it's difficult, especially when you're preventing the others to do the same with you.
I've had some really dark days when I felt like the inspiration I've built in these months made of huge sacrifices was gone, now things are slowly turning to a brighter side and I'm trying to get my positive thoughts back.
But I can't deny I'm getting more and more conscious of the fact that this is not the job for me: I do it at my best and I take my responsibilities but I cannot find satisfaction in what I do. And damn, if you spend too many energies in something that doesn't give you back anything, it's not gonna work for long.
Saturday night I decided to drawn all this shit together by losing myself a bit. I took acids after so many months and I was fine, until the music stopped. Then the dude took me at a bar to eat something, but what could you find at 5 a.m. in such a suburban hole? Regular junkies, prostitues, and other desperate people. And usually I'm not an empathic kind of person, but that acid got me wrong and, once back in the car, I started crying for all the wrongs of this world - it's funny to think about, now. AH.
Talking about happier things, I've had my second tattoo session. So painful, but you can see the results yourself:
Some news on the modeling side too! If you follow me on Tumblr or even on Twitter, you may have already taken a look at my latest editorials.
"The Kitchen" by @r_girardi - http://www.anormalmag.com/shuffle/the-kitchen-roberto-girardi/
The first one is a bit old as I shot it in an October afternoon spent in Verona with the amazing Roberto Girardi. The set was shot in less than a couple of hours during an afternoon in Verona, when both Roberto and I needed to hold a bit from the stressful everyday life routines of work and commitments. We needed some time to chill out, drinking a beer and talking.
That's the most amazing thing about this serie: it wasn't planned. We decided to meet at the station and I wasn't even aware of where we were going to shoot, nor Roberto knew what I had in mind. It was just... casual!
Once we arrived at Roberto's friends' place - a very particular house, furnished in a very eclectic and warm way - we opened a beer and kept on talking about what was going on in our lives at that time.
While talking, he started to work on his camera and I started posing... like it was the most natural thing to do while having a chat with a dear friend.
"Shunga" by Alan Marcheselli - http://www.anormalmag.com/shuffle/polas-shunga-alan-marcheselli/
This has a lot to do with my fascination for Japanese eroticism and - generally speaking - aesthetic: I'm literally in love with the hentai genre, and I'm starting to get more and more involved in shibari too. Also, I'm getting an evil octopus tattooed on my thigh, so why not get covered in real animals?!
Alan is a dear friend of mine, someone whom I trust deeply - shooting these kinds of things has been way easier than what people could think, really.
So long. I truly hope this new layout that's giving me so many problems with updating my blog won't keep on preventing me from getting in touch with all of you *crossed fingers*.
♥
Lauretta
