I do nothing, all is well.

Ciao!History just say that I'm not dead. I'm just a bit overwhelmed at the moment. I started the job, but I'm already back in the south of France. Soon I'm going to Moscow (Russia) and London (England). I want to take a little trip before leaving.

I have lots of things I want to talk to you, full of ideas. I expect to have a little time to find a rhythm, "normal", and go back into the swing of blogging stuff.

I make you ​​kisses, my lambs!

Girl in coma.

Some pictures of my last photoshoot. I'm fairly happy with the series with the pretty lights and the beautiful atmosphere.

One, two, three, we can go.

How to say this isn't necessarily obvious to prepare a presentation that will be both interesting but not too narcissistic, history of presenting the beast once and for all without scaring the villagers (note the metaphor of the most beautiful effect).

My name is Julhya, 20, I studied Arts and photography. I am also a photographer for an advertising agency and model. I'm crazy about makeup, clothes, shoes, tattoos, piercings, jewelry. If I stop there you could believe that the biggest tragedy of my life was the death of Alexander McQueen and the 210.64 miles separating me from Paris. But no, I finally made ​​a small tear but I have notposted my shedding a tear on the internet. I also love art (and here I pass for abad mood hipster who smokes Gitanes behind her Wayfarer and drink coffee on the terrace). 

I can only say again, my clothes tastes are changing, and sometimes nonexistent. It can happen to me to wear jeans and baskets, and no makeup and I'm ok.

I love beautiful things, and if they are cheap is even better.And now that's find favor in my heart: my snake bites, blond hair, bright red lipstick, heels of bitches, my back tattoo and leather (I'll hanging the first person who say "mustache" with a skipping rope).

Sincerely,