Пур шер Iuleashka - №1. 

Что-то на детские стишки потянуло… хотя, если бы я могла, я б запостила эту вещь с двумя песнями: Dreamer и Juliana Майка Несмита. Но не предусмотрено такого счастья.

Eh, Juliana! Let’s talk Nesmith: you’re the face of a dream I have drawn.


These have been on my comp without any use for a little bit to long, so I’m gonna shower you with all this gorgeousness today, deal? Deal.

The Fire Guy proves he’s a Fire Guy. I’m not gonna say sorry, Sveatik, for all that stuff I said about you, but I love you, you don’t know how I love you, Mr Curiosity.

Oh, I forgot. I got my scanner back, and in the sketchbook I found this. So I decided I won’t use the gel pen here (I’m too scared to spoil it) and just give it here to you.

Yeah, I know, proportions. Feel free to kill me, I don’t know where my eyes were. Just don’t summon Neonila Petrovna, I’m begging you.


So, here, ladies and gentlemen, we have - Team Romashka. They are Romashka and his flying mates rocking the hell out of everybody. I don’t even remember the last time they were all flying like this, so here’s a suggestion to officially call this photoset ‘Team Romashka for the return’.

"Дорогие дамы и те, кто заправляет джинсы в сапоги…"