Other than hyperbolic Virgo-Vision with which to assess shades of grey on a meant-to-be-white-t-shirt or objectively do face-as-a-canvas type make up genius, Venus in Virgo is genius at making one crave rocket, wheatgrass, carrots, super-greens.
The nexus between bright-eyes/bushy tail/gleam of Awesome/serene mood and what goes IN said bod becomes insanely obviously. It’s always been there, of course, but it is just more overt with this astro.
That and the ability to decipher cryptic romantic communques, clues and convos but without descending into Love Zombiehood.
Actually Mars in Saggo helps with the latter – ones attention span is simply too short for fixing on one thing too long.
Monkey Mind? Fuq yeah. We’re all ape at the moment. But well nourished.
Health Hint Number One: A really fancy blender is worth the investment. Everything else blows up when you throw in cacao beans, hempseed, spinach, broccoli and a grapefruit. That was my lunch. My Vitamix took it. But brek was organic crisps and three short blacks. Call me Moon in Libra.
Image: Richard Avedon