The Drunken Wannabe!

Because I’m a wannabe photographer / writer / traveller / bon vivant / witch / director / editor / druidess / dancer / singer / film critic / lyricist / poet / band aid (like Penny Lane in Almost Famous) / beach bum / backpacker / playwright / burlesque queen (haha! – think Santanico Pandemonium in From Dusk Till Dawn – wannabe remember?) / revolutionary / Manic Pixie Bitch (in contrast to the Manic Pixie Dream Girl, I mean let’s face it, I am no dream girl, yes even if it’s just a wannabe thing – my tummy can’t stomach it) / polyglot / environmentalist / feminist / jester / mermaid / trapeze artist / … I Wannabe Whatever/Whichever/Whenever. Everything that life throws my way, I say “Drink Up! Soak Up! Suck every last drop!” Yes, I WannaBe Intoxicated with this Mad Brewery called Life (everything about it – the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, the lies, the truth, the fusion of all things disparate). I am a Drunken WannaBe. Kampai!!!!