...Your head 'round the door 'cause mine stopped working I remember it well, there was wet in your hair I was stood in the stair and time stopped moving...
Well, that's from a song text, but yes, when I saw her head (not to talk about all the marvellous other things...) for the first time, I truly lost my head. And it was beautiful to live without a head, but with all the other things...
Today I edited a large session with Yana, I'll talk about it later... but here I upload a full size wallpaper for you, so you can study in detail what made me lose my head and why it was so very pleasurable :-)