She was only sixteen and she was not in love, but with fashion design. She was me, in school, forever fantazising, coming up with many looks and drawing them. At 16, I did drawings of the girls I desperately wanted to be, instead of a 68 kilo teen (damn Claudia Schiffer). Although I was not crazy enough to suffer a diet when it was easier to imagine and draw my dreamed look. I remember my girls were sometimes in funny positions, holding arms or dancing, or running. Because I drawed what I wanted to do at that moment, instead of being seated in a place I found so dull.  With my brother’s Rotring pens, I designed the clothes and the shoes, and imagined the haircuts and the make ups. I gave the original drawings of this series to my friends, but had these photocopies to scan. Photocopies, those were the 80′s!!!.  A year later, I forgot fashion design for gouache posters design. And my interests for drawing have oscillated ever since, and so has my weigh. Today I weighed myself and discovered that after a year indulging in casa53 gastroparties, I am 68 kg again… Probably it’s time to go back to draw alter egos!