Have you ever found yourself wondering why you’ve been so happy recently? Perhaps you thought it was because your relationship was going well, your finances were in order, or that your skin hadn’t spouted pimples in a couple of weeks. No, the real secret of your happiness comes to light the day your mother rifles through your suitcase. She recognises your pills (how?) as anti-depressives. ‘Oh! It’s probably why you’ve been so well recently!’. A panicked google search reveals the following; you’re most definitely on the happy pills for a ‘major depressive and anxiety disorder’. Confusingly these pills were prescribed to you by your gynaecologist. Now I’m no doctor but it seems to me either your vagina is depressed or that on one feel of your secret lady inside parts the doctor considered you a manic depressive. (Turned out to be both).
The next question to ask yourself is, do you continue taking the pills and living in your cloud nine vagina happy land or do you stop and face the reality of feeling, in your head and down below. It’s the question that brings to mind my mistake of an ex-boyfriend who’s life lessons essentially came from the script of the Matrix, will you take the blue or red pill?
Who am I kidding? Of course it’s the blue pill you’re going to take. It’s no question at all. Why Neo ever chose the red is beyond me. Although, he didn’t have to face the aforementioned vagina disease and weird vagina muscle retraining (yes that’s a thing ladies). Probably apocalypse appeared faint in comparison.
The fatal flower is the perverted shy girl, the one you wouldn’t suspect. Under a soft exterior lies a complex being with an unyielding wildness, anchored to the earth by her humble nature and inexplicable dry humour. She is the femme of now, the modern woman who’s thoughts transcend through cultures and time.
Over the coming months let ‘La Fleur Fatale’ be your guide to the hidden insights and stories of a watchful woman’s eye navigating through the ‘European’ way of life. Struggles and mishaps ensue as life is embraced and the thorny introvert femme clammers for life’s answers. All possible subjects are covered from death to Kim Kardashian and from sisterhood to the perfect strawberry frappe.
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- Jesus died for somebodies sins, probably mine
- The Belgium Blow
- The Politics of the Urinal
- That time you found me on the bathroom floor eating a kebab
- The luxury of love
- The road not taken
- How you have known me since 1857
- Bright Light
- The Billboard
- My beautiful friend
- The Great Aznavour Admirer
- How to spend your Thursday at the Hague.
- The Show Must Go On