#feministe-bisous

[decadentpostnachos-evil-twin]

See a more or less short rendition of my experiences when I first read the acotar series (Three years ago?) beneath the cut. I purposefully misspelled some names, I don't feel like getting death threats from obsessive stans tonight. Bisou x

The funniest thing for me is that I started reading acotar spoiled and biased. I got the recommendation from TikTok, and everyone there was raving about Fey/sand and hating on Tamlin. So naturally, I started acotar being prepared to hate Tamlin and yearningly wait for Rice sand to make an appearance.

How the tables turned with that.

First of all, I was whipped for Lucien the moment he first appeared. (I have also been in the Eris corner ever since...2021? Or so, when there was literally one piece of writing for him and that was some headcanons. Anyway.)

Secondly, I folded for Tamlin too, against my expectations when hearing people say he was a nasty abuser and Rice sand is the feminist king. Like, I was prepared for Tamlin to be the biggest prick, and then he came along with lines like "I play a mean fiddle" or "I love you, thorns and all" and writing Limericks to help Feyrug learn to read, and he was fumbling so bad, it was just absolutely cute.

And when Rice sand made his first appearance, I was underwhelmed. At that point, I had only heard people sing praise about him and how perfect he is, and he was just the prick I expected Tamlin to be.

Utm was disgusting, and fundamented my dislike for Rice sand because he was giving Sex offender in the worst way possible.

Acomaf came along and I was kinda happy to have things "back to normal". And then everything went to shit, Tamlin was completely disregarded and vilified, as was Lucien. And Feyrug began sucking Rice sands dick. I was so disappointed, and I clung to any crumb of Lucien and Tamlin I could get, especially after the Summer Court debacle and the CoN whore thing, because that was just disgusting.

Acowar sold my soul to Eris, to the point of no return. I was an Eris girl before that, but after? Altered my brain chemistry. There's hardly anything he can do at this point to make me not like him. It also festered my hate for the Ic even more, and I began to really despise Feyrug too. I wanted to burn the book when Rice sand was resurrected, because I had hoped that he'd just stay dead atp.

Acofas was a train wreck and the only good things about it were the one appearance Eris and Lucien had each. The rest was either cringey or anger inducing, or both combined. My villain origin story.

Acosf... I hate how she treated Nesta. My girl deserves better fr. I despised Cassian's povs, except for the ones where Eris was present. (Duh) Once again, only a few good things about this book. Those being Eris, Lucien and the Valkyries. The pregnancy plotline sucks ass, and if I see one more Rice sand lover saying Eris is misogynistic for saying Morningan dresses like a slut while defending Rice sand for the shit he pulled with the pregnancy because "he just wanted to protect Feyrug" and still calling him feminist, I'm going to have an aneurism.

I went into this series biased. I literally hadn't even opened the first book and already thought Tamlin sucks and Rice sand is the greatest salvation. It was deeply ingrained in my mind before I even read the series. And even then, I came out hating Rice sand and his AA circle of life and loving everyone the popular narrative told me to hate. So no, I'm not delusional for liking the characters I do. People who blindly stan the Ic just lack reading comprehension or the will to think about what they are reading for more than five seconds because there's nothing more they want to know than the length of bad imitation Batman's cock.

#anti rhysand #anti rhys #lucien vanserra #anti feysand #eris vanserra #pro tamlin #anti feyre #anti inner circle #anti ic #anti nc #pro nesta #pro valkyries #pro eris vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #tamlin #tamlin acotar #anti feyre archeron #anti cassian #anti azriel #anti morrigan #anti amren

[in-uhh-church]

I have never read sylvia plath because if so i would become a horrible feminist monster and no men would ever want to be around me because of the massive men-hating shit i would spew from my lips. anyways this quote from the bell jar makes me cry:

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

think about that! bisous <3

#sylvia plath #bell jar #feminism #man hater #love women #figs #literature

[mayonnaiseolivia]

to brighten your day

#a post of mine #feministe-bisous #birthing people #tiktok #peaking #peak #peak trans #radical feminism #radfem #radblr #radical feminist #video #1k #rb #olivia the radfem

[ms-th-brds]

assumptions: lots of people see you as intimidating bc you tend to be quieter but you're actually really nice

omg say sike rn what??? i really appreciate that but I don't think a single person sees me as intimidating?? I'm 5'2" and talk like a stereotypical valley girl but like. I think intimidating ppl are super cool and sexy. I am kinda quiet ig but I talk a lot once ppl get me going. and I try really hard to be nice so ty for that🥺🥺💖💕

#this is actually fun and ty for saying that bc I'll be thinking about it for the next three weeks #and also I've never said this but I really like your url #im jealous of it's bc it's very pretty and you also give off major pretty girl vibes #asks #feministe-bisous

[jaimelagrenadine]

SHOP > https://www.jaimelagrenadineshop.com

#frida kahlo #bisou #patch #ecusson #patchgame #feministe #feminist #popculture

[daughter-of-sapph0]

uh feministe-bisous (one of your recent reblogs) seems to be a TERF, they have "terf safe" and "radfem safe" as some of their most used tags

fucking hell. thanks. I saw them in the "lesbian positivity" tag and reblogged it to my main and sideblog. thanks for letting me know.

[marie-crayon]

On nous bassine dès les premières rayons de soleil avec le "summer body", alors moi j'ai décidé qu'en janvier, on célébrait le WINTER BODY ! Bourrelets, cellulite, vergetures, poils, gras, c'est votre heure de gloire !! Parce qu'il y en a ras les couettes de se manger des injonctions stupides à tout bout de champs, et que nos corps sont très bien comme ils sont 💕 Plein de bisous, doux et moelleux comme des donuts 🍩❤ #illustratrice #illustration #dessin #dessinatrice #trentenaire #bodypositivity #bodyposi #feministe #corps https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ-kYJ8gx_q/?igshid=16cnaets81rmj

#illustratrice #illustration #dessin #dessinatrice #trentenaire #bodypositivity #bodyposi #feministe #corps

[rubyltcytotoxique]

Hey people !!

My name’s Ruby, I’m 19, I’m a cancer sun / leo moon / libra rising and I’m a feminist !

I’m french, I live in France and I study biology.

Sometimes I draw (furry art btw) !

I love plenty of different things, so if you want to discuss, talk and exchange about litteraly everything, feel free to send me a message !

Bisous

#lgbtq #biology #feminist #feminisme #astrology #végétarien #france #lets talk #catlife #furry #furry art #furry fandom #twitter

[dazzledbybooks]

You are alone in the woods, seen only by the unblinking yellow moon. Your hands are empty. You are nearly naked. And the wolf is angry. Since her grandmother became her caretaker when she was four years old, Bisou Martel has lived a quiet life in a little house in Seattle. She’s kept mostly to herself. She’s been good. But then comes the night of homecoming, when she finds herself running for her life over roots and between trees, a fury of claws and teeth behind her. A wolf attacks. Bisou fights back. A new moon rises. And with it, questions. About the blood in Bisou’s past and on her hands as she stumbles home. About broken boys and vicious wolves. About girls lost in the woods—frightened, but not alone. Elana K. Arnold, National Book Award finalist and author of the Printz Honor book Damsel, returns with a dark, engrossing, blood-drenched tale of the familiar threats to female power—and one girl’s journey to regain it. Red Hood by Elana K. Arnold Publisher: Balzer + Bray Release Date: February 25th 2020 Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Retellings, Fairy Tales Links: Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43721070-red-hood Amazon: https://amzn.to/32Ip5Us B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/red-hood-elana-k-arnold/1130335629 iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/red-hood/id1465581675 Bookdepository: https://www.bookdepository.com/Red-Hood-Elana-K-Arnold/9780062742353?ref=grid-view&qid=1573657505950&sr=1-1 Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/nz/en/ebook/red-hood-3 Google Books: https://books.google.co.uk/books/about/Red_Hood.html?id=W-i4xQEACAAJ&redir_esc=y Favorite Quotes: Fairy tales and fables are powerful because they tell us truths we already know. They ring a bell deep inside us, striking a resonant, vibrating note that makes us nod yes with recognition. Forcing anything when it comes to sex is completely unacceptable. Darling, it is not your job to make boys happy. Sometimes boys become wolves. Review: Red Hood by Elana K. Arnold. I am not totally sure what to say at this moment. This wasn’t the book that I was expecting. I was expecting a modern retelling of Red Riding Hood but instead, I ended up with a giant metaphor of being raped and killing your attacker. Something I wish I had a bit more warning for. Red Hood is told in second person. Which it has been a long time since I read a story like this. Second person is definitely one of the harder story views for me to read. It is a lot harder for me to connect to the characters this way. This story is very gory and very dark. Normally I would mind gory and dark if it made sense, but I don’t feel like it makes sense for this book at least not for teenagers. I find that this doesn’t work so well in this YA thriller fairytale retelling. There are moments that I feel like Arnold is trying to be an educator. She is trying to teach teens how to use a tampon and put a condom on it. I can possibly understand this for kids that have the lack of parental education or even sex ed in school. I just wish that Arnold did a better job with it vs going about it the way that she did. I think the biggest issue that I had with this book is that the message is supposed to be about female empowerment and girls banding together. In the end, it feels like this is feeling you that there is justification in murder. That is not an endorsement I support. This book is written to make the reader very uncomfortable so I get that. I just found that the book wasn’t really for me. I can’t say that it is a bad book either. I would definitely give it like 3 stars. I do think that Arnold is a very skilled writer. About the Author: ELANA K. ARNOLD is the author of critically acclaimed and award-winning young adult novels and children’s books, including the Printz Honor winner Damsel, the National Book Award finalist What Girls Are Made Of, and Global Read Aloud selection A Boy Called Bat and its sequels. Several of her books are Junior Library Guild selections and have appeared on many best book lists, including the Amelia Bloomer Project, a catalog of feminist titles for young readers. Elana teaches in Hamline University’s MFA in Writing for Children and Young Adults program and lives in Southern California with her family and menagerie of pets. Author Links: Website: http://elanakarnold.com/ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5772357.Elana_K_Arnold Twitter: https://twitter.com/elanakarnold Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ElanaKArnold/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elanakarnold/ Giveaway: Prize: Win a copy of RED HOOD by Elana K. Arnold (US Only) Starts: 18th February 2020 Ends: 3rd March 2020 a Rafflecopter giveaway Tour Schedule: http://fantasticflyingbookclub.blogspot.com/2019/12/tour-schedule-red-hood-by-elana-k-arnold.html February 18th The Unofficial Addiction Book Fan Club - Welcome Post February 19th Kait Plus Books - Guest Post Here's to Happy Endings - Review + Favourite Quotes Write, Read, Repeat - Review Foals, Fiction & Filigree - Review + Favourite Quotes + Instagram A Bronx Latina Reads - Review February 20th Bibliobibuli YA - Interview @womanon - Review Feed Your Fiction Addiction - Review Flying Paperbacks - Review + Favourite Quotes Fanna Wants The World To Read - Review February 21st Camillea Reads - Review Rants and Raves of a Bibliophile - Review + Favourite Quotes My Bookish Bliss - Review + Playlist Kris & Vik Book Therapy Cafe - Review + Favourite Quotes Gwendalyn’s Books - Review February 22nd Sometimes Leelynn Reads - Review + Playlist + Dream Cast A Dream Within A Dream - Review The Reading Corner for All - Review + Favourite Quotes For The Love of Fictional Worlds - Review Jenerally Reading - Review + Playlist + Favourite Quotes February 23rd The Contented Reader - Interview Dazzled by Books - Review + Favourite Quotes L.M. Durand - Review Confessions of a YA Reader - Review + Favourite Quotes Book Lover's Book Reviews - Review February 24th NovelKnight - Guest Post Pages and Pugs - Review + Favourite Quotes The Bibliophagist - Review The Layaway Dragon - Review + Favourite Quotes devourbookswithdana - Review + Favourite Quotes

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[nev-shitposts]

Yo les petit.e.s potes, me voilà de retour avec une loooongue abscence ! Désolée pour cela, la raison est simple : je bossais dans les vendanges (et j’ai jamais bu autant de vin, de café et pris de cigarette magique de ma vie wow que s’est t’il passé ???). Conclusion : c’était fatiguant mais vraiment cool, ça fait trop du bien de faire un boulot physique aussi, même si mes doigts ont pris cher (mdéaire le sécateur ça fait mal) et j’ai fait de belles rencontres : un groupe de Polonais trop cools qui chantait dans le camion, un chouette monsieur avec qui j’ai parlé de cerfs volants et surtout je me suis fait un super pote Italien donc voilà, c’était trop chouette. 

(bon j’ai aussi rencontré un mec qui était bien sympa mais qui croyait pas au patriarcat ni au racisme MDEAIRE et qui quand je lui ais dit “tu peux dire ça car t’es un mec blanc” m’as répondu “OUI VOUS LES FEMINISTES ETES RACISTES DE 50 % DE LA POPULATION FRANCAISE”. VOILA. VOILA ON EN EST LA JE ??????) 

(et c’était épuisant socialement mdéaire j’ai du vivre en communauté H24 ce qui est CREUVANT pour mon anxiété, maintenant je vais me terrer dans une grotte, bisous.)

Mais c’était très cool, je recommandes. En plus maintenant je bois du vin. 

#Ma vie #bla bla #vendanges #méga racontage de vie

[tiensmoiaucourant]

Septembre

Happy Autumn 🍁🍂🌾 it's officially the best season of them all 🍁🍂🍄🎃This months bullet journal spread is autumnal themed with some tree/toadstool (?) vibes.

I am moving to France in less than 2 weeks so I am stressed but trying to keep it together by exercising and listening to lots of podcasts!! I went last week to try and find an apartment but it’s so hard! 

Some recommendations of podcasts I have listened to and enjoyed recently: 

C'est dans l'air : panel style debates normally centred around political affairs both domestically in France and also international affairs too

Architecturetalk: A talk amongst architects, I have never studied architecture but it is something I am really interested in and it’s easy to understand and follow and brings up some really cool and interesting debates and talks amongst renowned architects. 

Francophiles - dans la ville: A Canadian French podcast about people making their lives in Montreal, this is really great if you are not so familiar with the Quebecois French and want to train your ear to it! 

Gangster Capitalism: A really interesting inquest into the college admissions scandal in America. 

I’ve also just found the Oxford University’s Politics and International Relations podcast, I’ve so far listened to the episode ‘A Feminist Voyage Through International Relations’ and Twenty-Five Years in the Search for Peace: Reflections on the Global Peace Prize. 

Anyway, that’s it for now, à bientôt bisous bisous :) 

#langblr #podcasts #bujo #bullet journal #langjournal #language learning #french langblr #french langblog

[nevinslibrary]

Weird & Wonderful Wednesday

This is not your typical take on the fairytale about Little Red Hood.

Bisou Martel is the main character in this story. She’s lived with her grandmother since she was four. A quiet life in Seattle. Then, the night of homecoming happens. She’s running for her life, a wolf on her tail. It’s when BIsou fights back that the questions start coming.

A warning. This is intense, sometimes violent, and it also is very very feminist and very very very bloody in multiple ways. And, although in most PR materials it’s described as YA, I really think of it more in the vein of the Heroine Complex series by Sarah Kuhn, aka, very not YA (hence why I’m doing it on a Wednesday and not a Tuesday).

Still, I thought it was an interesting read.

You may like this book If you Liked: Midwinterblood by Marcus Sedgwick, Maresi by Maria Turtschaninoff, or The Surface Breaks by Louise O'Neill

Red Hood by Elana K. Arnold

#weirdandwonderfulwednesday #nmlRA #nevins memorial library #red hood #elana k. arnold

[mayonnaiseolivia]

men b like “we’re better than women bc we can wrestle a bear and all you have is sustainable survival skills that are actually useful in everyday life” and they said it enough that women actually started to believe it

#idk if this makes any sense #thoughts about the male and female sports debate #a post of mine #feministe-bisous #radfem #short #radical feminism #radfems do touch #radfems please interact #rb #olivia the radfem

[missmusiclove]

“The world is not kind to women who cry wolf... it never has been.” 🐺✨🐺 Elena K Arnold’s book Red Hood is/was marketed as a feminist retelling of Little Red Riding Hood, one where the women fight back, and the wolf isn’t just a wolf. And while I understand what Arnold was trying to do, it didn’t quite hit the mark for me because I wasn’t a fan of the overall message this book could send to the younger readers. Feminism is about equality, and this book sort of gave the implication that boys were predators in the making, and while there were time when the message was “not all boys/men” it wasn’t nearly enough, when considered with the fact that ‘wolves’ were being killed with seemingly no repercussions or guilt. That being said, I did love the sense of sisterhood and the closeness of Mémé and Bisou, and later Maggie and Keisha who are added to the fold. The connection of these women was everything I wanted it to be! There was so much love and forgiveness and trust between these four, and it was a joy to read about. I loved the positive message of ‘better together’, which was then acted on. I loved the fact that this book discussed so many social issues within it, ranging from gender and sexual violence and harassment to menstruation to bullying. I feel like the issue of bullying was handled really well, but the issue of gender and sexual violence wasn’t, as mentioned above. I think this book will evoke quite a lot of dividing opinions, feelings and thoughts. 🐺✨🐺 Red Hood is book 34 for 2021. #bookstragram #books #booksofinstagram #booklover #bookphoto #reading #aussieswhoread #avidreader #bookwhore #aussiereader #bookdragon #reader #readersofig #booksofig #bookcommunity #bookish #bibliophile #readersofinstagram #bookstagrammer #booklife #bookaddict #girlswhoread #readinggoals2021 #auskiwibooksta #audiobookreads #elenakarnold #redhood #redhoodelanakarnold #retellings #feministretelling https://www.instagram.com/p/CQGlPyeLJaP/?utm_medium=tumblr

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[marie-crayon]

Ce soir c'est petit coup de gueule 😡 Comme je le dis, l'immense majorité de vos messages est vraiment adorable. Mais face à certains commentaires, pour l'essentiel en privé, la situation m'a pesée et je voulais en parler avec vous toutes, parce que j'ai l'impression qu'on est un peu comme des copines qui discutent de tout, y compris de ce qui nous a tracassé dans la journée. Tout plein de bisous 💕💕 #illustratrice #illustration #femme #feministe #feminisme #sororite https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs_X8HHnuJX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=19njhfz0j8gg7

#illustratrice #illustration #femme #feministe #feminisme #sororite

[amuelle]

Let that man/ woman/ girl/ boy SUFFER!!! Part 2.

He was quite. As if his voice had been stolen. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead . I sat on the bed looking straight at him.  He was going to find his fucking voice and answer me. So I asked again. “Who is she?” For a moment it had seemed his world had stopped and now it had sped up and he was struggling to catch his breath. He shifted uncomfortably. Moved his glasses up the bridge of his nose, made a dismissive gesture with his hand and said “No one”.

NO ONE???! She couldn’t fucking be NO ONE. She was some-FUCKING-body!!! I had read the messages on his Facebook. I knew exactly who she was. She was the girl he was having unprotected sex with  and the reason why every time we were in Maseru he acted like he always had no time to see me during school holidays. She got the good morning and good night texts. I got the good morning and good night kisses. He lived with me. 18 months dating and only after 6 months living together and discovering those messages did I learn I was the side.….I….WAS…THE…SIDE.

The previous academic year had not gone well for him at all. He hadn’t passed most of his modules and got excluded. He lost “everything”. (As much as you can lose as a student, anyway). I had been blindsided when he asked if he could stay with me. I was content watching him suffer, he had to go through what he had to go through and that’s life. His appeal to me sounded logical. He appealed to the side of me that wanted to be a dutiful girlfriend. I thought I wanted to be that type of girl (retrospectively…miss me with that. I’d rather be paid sipping lemonade in the shade, miss me with suffering for affection). Either way, my dumb ass I let him move in.

My room at res was glorious. It was twice the size of every other room on the floor and had two of everything. Two wardrobes, two desk, two shelves and the space that was meant for another bed was bare. Just spacious enough for two but it was meant for one. It was meant for ME. After all the things I had gone through in my varsity life I should have kept it that way but no, nice Amo let him move in and then I discovered that my make-believe house was built on sand and the tide had come to wash it away…

He had really said she was “NO ONE”. I should have kicked him out right then and there but I was hopeful we could work things out. He was a hoe, a low down dirty hoe living here for free.  I should have ditched the bitch. Perhaps I thought she was really was no one, but the crazy….my crazy had taken hold. From that evening of the confrontation every morning while he was in the shower I would check his phone. All the messages got a light skim read. It was the conversation with his best friend that got a good three minuet read. I had to time it well. From the minuet he left to hop in the shower I would leave a five minuet window in which he could possibly come back because he forgot something. If the five minutes passed then I knew I had a whole ten minutes just me and his nokia. At the time going through his phone seemed more logical than just breaking up with him and kicking him out. I never found anything of use and I never got caught either. I was looking for something solid but what was more solid than my own intuition? I already knew who and what she was and most importantly WHAT I WASN’T.

I couldn’t let go! I needed deep in my soul to make him suffer. He deserved to feel something and so with cruel intention I made sure he did. For the next 30 days I would randomly get dressed in my sluttiest outfits, put on some lipstick and heavily line my eyes finishing it off with three coats of mascara. Put on a pair of heels and as he came back from evening lectures, tired and expecting to find dinner and comfort, he would come to find me spritzing myself with perfume and heading out. He would ask where I was going and I would always reply “Just out with friends, Nothing big. We might go to Florida road, I don’t know”. Nothing big randomly during the week? Florida road on a Tuesday? Nothing big, huh?….He would always give me a look, grunt and continue about his business. Then clikity clak I’d walk out and make sure I told him to cook something and most importantly NOT to wait up! At my pettiest he came back from lectures to find me trying on shoes and when he asked where they came from i smiled coyly to myself and said they were a gift from a friend. It wasn’t by birthday and nothing special had happened I had just bought them for myself and I figured Id really drive the steak through is heart. (cue 80s soap opera villain smile and dramatic exit)

Most times I wasnt even going anywhere special, just downstairs to a friend’s room to complain about not knowing what to do because I couldn’t just kick him out. Id rationalise by saying to myself he had nowhere to go. The truth is I had let him stay because I had wanted it all to be a terrible nightmare. One where I would wake up from and we could go back to playing house. Where he was my loving boyfriend who imagined our wonderful life together as I did. The relationship was flawed from the beginning. Me a budding feminine feminist and him a young man unaware of how patriarchy had hurt and used him. He had incredibly misogynistic views. I would laugh away his flaws and ignore his insulting remarks about women because I couldn’t understand why they hurt me, I just knew that they did. But one day, it all changed. (Cue dramatic music)

I had been on the phone with my best friend retelling this awful ordeal I was going through. She asked me in her serious voice. “You let him stay?” I told her the lies I had told myself and then she asked why I was ignoring the truth and the depth of his betrayal. That day after lectures, I strolled back to my building taking in the humid air, feeling the warm sun on my back and thinking for the first time that maybe just maybe this wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t let him stay with me. I remember how much I loved the purple dress I was wearing that day. The halter neck straps always dug into my neck a little bit but it was nothing I couldn’t ignore. Not like this, this I couldn’t ignore, it gnawed at my soul, distracted me and made me wonder if I even had any business trying to be so much to someone else when he didn’t set my soul on fire.  Six flights of stairs later, back in my glorious room looking out the window pensive. I could see clear to the ocean, how wonderful it would be to live here ALONE!! And the clarity came.

I had brought a cursed person into my home and now I had to get them OUT!!!!

Bisou...bisou...

See. Full circle....