Elizaveta Yankelovich

I don’t know if it’s the summer, the sweat or just me….. but all I can think about is making out…. all the time….Imagine if you never had to work or do anything you didn’t wanna do…and you can just make out forever….. swooooooooooooon…. I find myself wishing that the real universe was actually like my universe in my head and if I could actually live in the universe in my head all I would do is create art ….and make out…. climb mountains of ice cream….and make out…. dance and make out …. hang out with baby pandas and sweet lambs….. run through ginger fields and make out….I wanna make out with paint… the colours chartreuse, periwinkle, sand, process red, goldenrod, deco blue, apple green, tree green, green tea green &  french grey 20%…. I wanna make out with bacon double cheeseburgers, beef jerky, veggie jerky, ice cream cones, dim sum, sharp cheeses, pickled herring…. I wanna make out with vodka, pimms, pineapple juice, mango smoothies, heart shaped ice cubes, cream soda slushies and ginger water….I wanna make out with packing tape, bubble wrap, sparkles, sparklers and scented candles….I wanna make out with the new American Apparel nail polish collection… I wanna make out with a large rustic brick wall… I wanna make out with hay, poppies, clouds, lightning, thunder, rain, hail, tornadoes, hurricanes, floods, volcanoes, a massive dragon and zombies….there’s probably more….but for now that’ll do…. xo

Dear Summer, I love you so much so that I want to lie with you in the park and stare up at the leaves in the trees and make up stories about little mini penguins that live in the clouds and make out with ducks….I want us to share slushies and pour them down each others throats and then stick the straws in our nose and pretend we are walruses on acid…I want to sing you a song about dancing coconuts and bananas…I want to buy a ridiculously large bag of sour keys and make a mosaic all over your body…. I want to walk through a dog park with you and make a wish on every single pile of dog poo… I want to hold hands and jump over waves in the ocean… I want us to look for jellyfish together and put them in our pants…. I want us to gaze at the stars together while licking peanut butter lollipops and blow kisses to the moon…I want to roll in the hay with you Summer and get Barnyard Sexual….then we shall have little human – summer babies and they can have your last name if you want… and we can put our little ones in our rocket ship bike and fill it up with edible play doh and create rather large monsters that spit cheeseburgers out of their mouths that we could catch while jumping on a trampoline…. Oh Summer we can get chickens and pile them up on one another and then catch them when they fall…we could eat rainbows and feel up the rain …. we could make pancakes that fly and tie our shoelaces together and eat hot dogs and go mini-putting and play frisbee…. we can watch each other brush our teeth and floss… we can make cheese from scratch…. we can grow a ginger tree and live in it forever and suck on freezies….we can lick each others armpits and count our eyelashes…. I love you Summer more than you will ever know……. love and salutations and loads and loads of french kisses,  me xo