I am persian gypsy of night, hippie goddess of love, purple satin sweeper of felopian skies! I was born in the heart of ronne, denmark, an island where the hippies run free. It was there wherer i grew up in an isolated nudist colony, where my mother raised me til i was about six years old. She decided it was time to travel the seas and explore our dear ol' planet. time had turned us into poor but jolly gypsies., and of course, tagging along were my wild and unshaven siblings, Abby, kiki and Delores. All a year younger. All triplets. Finally, after sailing the sad ocean, and skimming the soft egyptian sands, we rolled into a place called Alabam,and settled down there for quite a while. i became a street portrait painter to survive; i depended on my ingenius klimt skills to squeeze me in some mula here and there. ..I was down on the corner of 5th and main, when i met him. A dark, handsome-faced fella, with the name of Dajan; meaning dark sky during a heavy rain. And his dimples were acurve with romance and i knew i was in love! We had secret, and non-legalized vows to each other. Once we had enough money, we bought a motorbike to lay our future travels on unpaved roads and paths which led us to our temporary destinations for that moment. Dajan and I survive off my paintings, but also off our dandy duo, in which we play sitar and drums to the sound of our yodeling voices. We cover ol' mississippi john hurt to van morrison classics! I'd rather be poor and traVelin', than rich and tied down to a concrete box thankyou very much! although, I have been on a spiritual journey all my life, i assure you that its not to compare to our (Dajan and I's) upcoming pilgrimmage on the road to santiago.. 2011 babay! It will be St. James' 1000th anniversary since that spiritual trek he made of his own. Dajan and I are in the process of building a dream boat to sail us into nonexistent places and lands, where the stars go on forever in there constant bright bodies of pearl . Another thing about me is..... im a belly dancer and a compulsive liar .. if you need to know more, ask the lady herself!

i would holla at the moon to bring down his bright shiny lights and we would sail down the missipi river and then we would visit the sixties and invade time with our love ooooh la la what more to say?