Plaza Mayor, under some terrible weather and my 3 euro purple daisy umbrella

They say the truth always hurt…. I never believed it until I saw it: it does rain in Spain. Even worse, it snows sometime and just like every southern city in the world, Madrid couldn’t handle it. Traffic jams, tidal waves, babies crying (okay I’m exaggerating), it was all over the place. On such days, empty streets and sad faces are de rigueur. And why is that? It’s just water after all, and just like we shower (or not if you’re a hippie), the rain cleanses all in the world. Are we afraid it will reveal all the flaws of our existence? Those people desperately covering their blown hair (frizzy head speaking here) or protecting their make-up. I say we stop looking for water-proof and instead, seek fear-proof. The rain shouldn’t stop you from living, and so shouldn’t mockery and judgment, both drown in ignorance

In hard times, take your most fabulous self out with a flashy fun umbrella, and don’t let anything get to you

Jordan

Easy-going 27 year-old bitch.