High End Lady Armour

High end lady armour - yes with built in bunny ears - by Dior, darklings. Not sure if Amazon can drop that off by drone / Friday.

Heading into our four day festival of religious observation (read: chocolate and public holidays) I hope you have left room in your suitcase for the high end lady armour this weekend demands. Yes, the set with ears please, Mr Galliano.

It has already begun and it is tetchy out there darklings. As Mercury moved into Aries in a hail of shouting and sandpaper interaction, temperatures rose from simmering to boiling over. The tongues bitten throughout the longesr rx ever - or was that just me - were sharply unclamped. And all those little big lies began their journey from easy submersion to breaching the surface, from right about now.

Just add crucifixion. The moon has already assumed the position in Libra for her peak tomorrow. She of the bright light and hidden truths instantly opposing Mercury, freshly bombastic in Aries. These two glower at each other all weekend across the relationship axis, bringing significant argy bargy to our closest ports of call.

Just add Chiron who sits right next to Uncle Merc at the fresh end of Aries long table, lighting up our shadow buttons so you can see them from space. He doesn't weep for our wounds now, impatience seeping instead into his hanky. He's a little over watching you bang the same button and point the finger elsewhere. He nods to the glaring moon holding the scales, knowing she will expose the truth of all that catches her light this weekend.

Forget your long trudge to the cross. Leave matyrdom to the mayhem. Conflict always offers the possibility of breakthough, understanding and ultimately forgiveness but under these stars the only long bow you may be reaching for is bolted to the back of the armour. Forget fibbing your way out, it is never worth the sack of silver.

What no one ever forgets is how you made them feel. As we each hang out to be saved or wait in the darkest of caves for resurrection, we're all in this glorious mess together. Tuck extra chockie into those deep metal pockets for all who will crave sweetness this weekend and give them out like you're the bunny everyone's waiting for.

Stay safe darklings and be careful. Tis a jungle out there, jacked up on candy and well overdue for a nap.


Words c. Kerrie Basha 2019