sarah kay

by sacremaja

I was getting my second coffee of the day from the vending machine in the salle des profs this afternoon when this lovely woman who always gives me the warmest of hellos told me quite out of the blue, “oh, que tu es mignonne!”  She said that I had such an air of “fraîcheur,” that she thinks so every time she sees me, and to never change a thing.  My grandpa once told my mom and me to never change, and my mom says this is the greatest compliment someone can give you, if you think about it.  And she’s right.  This woman made my day.

She said I reminded her of the Sarah Kay drawings, so voilà.

sarah kay 



I dig all the kitties.  Also her freckle-faced red-haired boy: