Life’s what you make it – or is it?

My Lifestyle

🎼 Baby, life’s what you make it, celebrate it, anticipate it… 🎵

Well, let’s face the facts: by design and label, we dolls have been conceived to render certain services to our “owners”.

Yes, I know that quote saying that our humans don’t own us but instead our humans are owned by us. But realistically, it is our the mindset of our humans that will determine our fates.

Some of us are lucky, others not so much.

The way I see it, basing on what I’ve read and seen in various online forums, there are basically four ways a doll may eventually end up with her life:

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My Perfect Dress

My Fashion

You’ve already seen me in this dress because I wore it throughout our holiday trip to Dornumersiel and the beautiful green island of Spiekeroog.

Yet, I wish to specifically introduce it to you because I truly feel that this dress is just perfect. Officially, it’s a “SHEIN VCAY Vintage Holiday Print Lantern Sleeve Dress With Empire Waist”.

Its design certainly allows for the dress be worn not only for normal occasions but also for visits of medieval markets which are very popular in Germany.
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So long, Spiekeroog…

My Travels

The saddest day of a holiday trip is always the day of the journey home. Which is actually a bummer because all enjoyable things should end on a positive note, such as an encore at the end of a concert.

But I guess there is no way when it comes to holiday trips and I can accept that. What bothers me is that for the third straight time, a journey home did not go smoothly.

A year ago, when traveling home from Dornumersiel, accompanied by our new friend Ludovika, we had an issue with the overcrowded replacement bus.
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Spiekeroog Sunset’s Fine

My Travels

🎼 As long as I gaze on Spiekeroog sunset, I am in paradise. 🎵

Harry never takes me out with my wheelie on the last day before our journey home. (Last year with Ludovika in Greetsiel was an exception.)

That’s because in case something happens to my wheelie, he just wants to be sure he has enough time to travel home to get my replacement wheelchair and then get back to pick me up at the holiday apartment in time.

So, basically, Thursday was the last day for me to leave the apartment. So after Harry had taken a swim in the North Sea in the early afternoon and then rested a while, we went out to enjoy the sunset.
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