When I share with you these pictures of Nolwenn Glass in an authentic Russian schoolgirl uniform, I am not just sharing a fantasy, but also my fond memories. I went to a private school for 14 years. I can recall the peak of my teenage lust for certain girls in my 8th grade class. Their smooth legs and perfumed aromas had me feeling like a crazy person. Even then, I began to understand the priceless value of their beauty and youth. Even then, I began to understand that these qualities are not to be possessed, but admired. Looking back is fun, but I try not to forget to appreciate today and my current stage in life.
