Very random portrait

Persimmon knew nothing about life and so she decided to invent a new type of job for herself, one which she could master, sort of a patented idea.

So she became a cocktail alchemist.

She started by studying the emotions of flowers and became interested in man's weaknesses. Today, she's a concocter of dreams, virtues that don't exist and weaknesses that become strengths. She mixes herbs, weeds, roots, spices, dust and tofu or anything which ends in –feng in order to help others find and understand themselves. This is how she invented the cocktail for timid people, which contains mimosas fluff and sparrow tears or the ones for extroverts with dragon fruit seeds and opium.

Soon Persimmon realised that by helping others she actually sorted her own life too. One day she mixed a drink for this guy with an incredibly stained t-shirt (it looked like beeswax and foundation...) who had a histrionic personality disorder and next thing she knew they were married, she was wearing half a meteorite and half antler ring and they had children together.

Their daughter’s name was Anomalie and before she reached puberty she developed an obsession for obscure Russian literature and later on she became a lepidopterologist, inspired by Nabokov's Lolita and his passion for butterflies. Now she is researching the ephemerality of those gracious winged creatures and she's extremely grateful that a guy with a suspiciously dirty t-shirt who was a beekeeper and just happened to have had the best one-night stand in his life the night before he met her mum drank an opium cocktail 24 years back...