My biggest dream since I was a kid was to be the woman sneaking on the pirate ship dressed like a man, who was this great sword fighter, and the captain fell in love with her. ~Maria Bello
I’m going to re-blog a post from a few years ago, cleaned up a little. Why? I don’t know I suppose because it seems to “fit” the picture. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the re-visit!
For some off reason, perhaps it’s because I not only live in Florida, I also live very near the the oldest city in the United States, but at this melancholy time of year I always seem to think of pirates. Did you know pirates rarely buried their treasure? Kind of sad because when I was young I used to always dig on the beach hoping to find a treasure chest. Alas, I fear the digging was in vain. I probably would have blown it all on ice cream and stuffed animals, but that’s okay, the needs of a young pirate are so few. I suppose my living paycheck to paycheck is how I am most like a pirate, because pirates never actually buried their treasure, they would rather divide it up and spend it right then. Ah, the life of a pirate. And before you shake your finger at me and say “silly girl, everyone knows girls can’t be pirates” I should let you know, yeah, they can. I know of ten such women, one of which, Grace O’Malley, an Irish pirate, commanded 3 galley ships and over 200 men. Their pirate heritage is forever written in history. But, well, as you know, I’m not very strong, or fierce, I’m just a marshy-mallowwy Cao, so all I do is dream about being a pirate. Oh, or digging to China. Yep, that was big too.
Take from? Of Course! Don’t ever let anyone tell you you can’t do something. Only you can limit yourself that way. Heck, I reckon if I’d a kept digging the way to China I probably be about half the way by now. Just think about it, it will come to you, and I hope it brings a smile.
Hair: Tableau Vivant, Victoria **NEW**
Vest/Pants: Pixicat, Crew vest **Gacha** , Pants, Rogue pant
Mask: Glam Affair, Inside my Ego