Sicily 2026
It has become a tradition for me to come out with a new calendar at the end of the year.
Usually, the “Sissy Cal” contains sexy but aesthetic photos (at least, I hope so) and the number of copies produced is very limited.
They are not available for purchase but are gifted as Christmas presents to my hubby and my very, very bestest besties (provided they have given me their postal addresses). 🎅🎁
This makes my calendars even more exclusive than the all-famous Pirelli Calendar.
So, if you have received a copy, congratulations, I count you among my very, very bestest besties.
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Santa Baby…
🎼 …just slip a sable under the tree for me. Been an awful good girl. Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.🎵
🎼 Santa Baby, a ’54 convertible, too, light blue.
I′ll wait up for you, dear. Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.🎵
🎼 Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really that’s not a lot. Been an angel all year. Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.🎵
🎼 Think of all the fun I’ve missed, think of all the fellas that I haven′t kissed. Next year, I could be just as good, if you’ll check off my Christmas list.🎵
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Colourful Veggie Casserole 🥦
A few months ago, a doll tried to force a vegan-vs-omnivore debate on me.
I made clear that, while I’m perfectly fine with veggies and vegans not being fond of my meat recipes, I would not be having any such debate. 
Next thing I knew she had blocked me. Well, good riddance! 🤣
So, she will probably never know this vegetarian recipe I share with you today – so sad. 🙂
I do admit that “my kitchen” has been quite meat-heavy so far. But my husband and I are omnivores and we stand by our love of eating meat.
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Ending up on the Street
This photo was shot exactly three years ago today when my husband and I were on a short trip to East Frisia. See the single white glove I’m wearing?
I was wearing it because I was suffering from TPE disease that would cause the left hand of my original body to slowly but surely decay. 😢
A few month later, Harry had to amputate the upper joints of my four fingers in the hope of curing me. But the disease could not be stopped and, eventually, I got a new body a little over two years ago.
We kept my original body around to use it as a test object to find out as to whether new clothes would be staining.
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