"My mind leads me to speak now of forms changed into new bodies: O gods above, inspire this undertaking..." -Ovid, Metamorphoses
...there was a girl.
But she was not really a girl, at least in the biological sense. In fact, she only really exists in the mind and spirit of a man who tries and draws her out with the right clothing.
It was not until two years go that the girl, now called Minerva, started to take a physical shape outside of the psyche of the man who wanted to become her. She's been there in his mind for at least ten years now if not longer.
She is a newborn even though the body she uses is that of an adult man's. She is also incomplete and will always be so because she is a partitioned entity; a fragment of someone else. This is as it should be but her voice is getting strong enough that her creator feels the need to create a place for her.
So...here we are. I've decided to start slowly sharing some of the pictures that exist of her. Truthfully, it's more for myself that I do this because this, in a sense, gives her a place to exist. That being said, I do hope people like the pictures and do not shy away from saying so.
Current Residence: Minerva resides in me
deviantWEAR sizing preference: It's hard to shop as Minerva
Print preference: My printer is ancient
Favourite genre of music: Again, hard to say
Favourite style of art: Pre-Raphaelite to begin with
Operating System: Windows
MP3 player of choice: My faithful Ipod