Let me introduce you to a character that puzzled me all my childhoodlong. Her name is « La Vache qui rit », the « laughing cow ». Funnily enough I married a French man called « Vachaud », « the cowboy » who made me laugh a lot, though I never became « La Vache qui rit », I hope the difference is clear to you.
Lets go back to the historical Vache qui rit... She is the emblematic image of an industrial melted cheese I ate all throughout my childhood. Departing from the smelly camembert and goat cheese , she is the result of cheese leftovers, salty and addictive... Junk cheese. Why is she so fascinating ? Please look at her carefully. She is art.Both her earrings carry her image with earring that carry her image with earring... Such a mirror effect made me dizzy. I do not know who the genius is who invented such a creature, but for me she represents a door to fantasy.
Today as I was running in the famous Jardin du Luxembourg, close to the Senate, I came across a beautiful girl, Viviana from Brazil and her husband –who is definitely wearing a wedding ring, isn't he ?- managing to do an improbable selfie, pretending not to do a selfie or, if you prefer, aware of the shamefulness of doing a selfie if you are not a orang outan, and therefore using a special device.I thought I had to save this young couple in love from the vanity fair of selfies. And so bravely as I started running, I decided to interfere and take a selfie of them with me, and playing the Vache qui rit.That was, for a moment, in the jardin du Luxembourg, while my endorphines had not reached their peak, infinity and beyond. I gave them my email address, hoping I will get to know with whom I share this incredible experience.