But what is perfect? truly, to each his/her own. you can only be, perfectly you. so, enough with trying to pursue "perfection" defined by the bombardment of asinine imagery we see daily. how splendid. for out of all of the millions of people on this planet, there is at least one idiosyncrasy that can never be duplicated. Red Balloons symbolize an insatiable love of self, an inner glow, a je ne sais quoid and joy that manifests itself on your face. for years i made myself physically, mentally, and emotionally sick over the pursuit of perfection. alas, I relish in my own beauty, i am now in the pursuit of red balloons. May this blog guide you in your pursuit, beautiful one.