happy Friday #97

Happy Friday, birds!

We're getting back into the swing of things with a little iced look. This year, I've made up my mind to take care of myself, absolutely. These aren't just empty resolutions, I'm saying this because it's important. Let me tell you, the last 6 months have been very busy and I've been completely overwhelmed by emotions and big missions at work. So it was good, it was intense, but my little six-foot-three frame took a beating. My body didn't really respond anymore, well it did, but everything hurt, like even walking.

Between the pop-up store and the salon création et savoir faire, we'd all been a bit of a mover, and I'd forgotten that my body isn't the strongest you could dream of. I've always had double scoliosis and spondylolisthesis! What's spondylolisthesis? It means it's a big job. My spine salsa dances, it draws an S, and my intervertebral discs are painful, but I was lucky that my parents realized it quickly and I wore a corset for about ten years, only at night in plaster and then all day in resin, until I finished growing. I'm telling you this today because for the last ten years, I've been pretending that everything was normal, because I'm finally standing up straight. I'm sure if I hadn't told you, you'd never have noticed it either. Except that one shoulder is a little higher than the other and when I bend down, a big hump appears on my back (touch my hump!) It's not noticeable, so like all things that aren't noticeable, you don't think about it until it hurts like hell...

Far be it from me to complain, but to tell you that the end of the year was an opportunity to make some big decisions for the future, and to stick to them so as not to fall back into total denial a few days later. In November, I was walking like a duck holding my back after 15 minutes, so I went back to see my spine doctor, whom I hadn't seen for many years. Looking back, I must admit that I was petrified to hear such bad news, a major operation and all that... But in fact, it made me realize how urgent it was to take care of myself, and to listen to myself. So today I enjoy the elegance of the lumbar belt and the pony anti-inflammatories when the doliprane is no longer effective. And above all, I'm entitled to physiotherapy sessions galore. So several times a week, I have to make an appointment with a specialist to do exercises, and this for 6 months before taking a 10,000 kilometer/curvature/camber check-up... And I used to see it as a punishment to go to the physiotherapist, to do abs intensively 2 or 3 times a week, HELPFUL! Now I see it as a marvellous gift, these moments will be for me, will allow me to slow down, and maybe I'll have some chocolate bars within 6 months.

I'm revealing my intimacy, but I think it's a somewhat universal story, without being a hypochondriac, just because it doesn't show doesn't mean there isn't a problem. And in 2017, more than ever, I'd like to learn to listen to the signs and alerts my body might be sending me. To take the bull by the horns and stop hiding the pain in a corner of my head with other worries of this kind, hoping very hard that it will pass...

Thanks to Pauline Darley for these photos, it's been so long since we've shot together! Many thanks to Simone the application whose I've already told you about and Anissa for this make up and this well tamed hair, until the end of January you can have your beauty done via Yves Saint Laurent products, I should point out that this is not a sponsored post but they are friends and I think they offer a quality service that deserves to be heard of! I'm wearing a marinière dress & other storiesa cape Wear Lemonadebag Tammy & Benjamin and a pair of vintage boots.