My trailblazer

When I was younger my dad would drive us around, the entire family - I have no idea why we always seemed to be in the car, but I have so many memories of sitting in the backseat with my parents sitting in the front conversing about anything. My mom would sit next to my... Continue Reading →

Me, my mom & my wedding dress

My mom and I probably saw one too many Hollywood-wedding-movies, because as we experienced during my stay in Vienna, shopping for a wedding dress, is just not that much fun. I am not a good shopper anyways, I do good by myself, because I only have to listen to myself, but when other people are... Continue Reading →

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