BERLIN: part 2
Pitch black dance-clubs, filled with bass beats of natural-high, welcoming everything from your dance of "sun salutation" to hot-pink beard, unforgettable graffitis and scribbles in public bathrooms - these guidelines helped, when choosing certain outfits and making decisions to be not fully dressed, nor naked. A kind of a living man-wall to write on and apply a #FreeTheNipple hashtag, when uploading results online.
Here I feel accepted. Firstly, by my own self - the introvert, subconsciously curious about a lifestyle of an extrovert. Humming Estelle's "I can be a freak, every day of every week", I strolled through the streets of Kreuzberg towards a metro, where the attention was as intense, but drastically different than in my own country. My hot-pink beard, that previously initiated me writing about "not so easy to handle" attention here in LT, completely turned the tables in Berlin. No fear was found in answering the curious, accepting the comments or catching the glances.
Photos by Dovile Sermokas @migloj