🎼 …like you did last Thursday! 🎵 That’s me on the photo. Yesterday at the tram station. Waiting for the tram to take us to the railway station. My lovely husband wanted to surprise me with a short trip to East Frisia where we would visit a maritime Christmas market. ❤️ But the tram would … Continue reading Don’t twist again… →

Some time ago, our friend Ludovica told us that she had won the “Raise Your Zine” competition organized by “The Docks”. As a loyal reader of my blog, you certainly remember that Ludovica, a photographer from Italy, visited us last year when we were on holiday in East Frisia. From the numerous photos from her … Continue reading “The Doll Next Door” →

Today I’m introducing to you our favourite steak dish. A “Steak Strindberg” is a beef steak with a savoury crust of mustard and onions. Harry got to know this dish many years ago at the cinema restaurant “Windlicht” on the island of Langeoog. They still have it on their menu today. So, when on a … Continue reading Steak Strindberg →

On a day like this, it might be wise to take a step back and regroup and focus on something fun and positive. So, why not turn the attention to the physical part of my relationship with my lovely husband once again? 💞 A few weeks back, I saw a meme on the internet translating … Continue reading Boobs! … I did it again →

In my last post, I talked about the four categories in which I think a doll will find herself ending up. There is one thing, though, that I didn’t mention because I didn’t feel it would warrant a category of its own in that regard. Still, it’s too important to ignore. This might turn out … Continue reading The Doctor is in! →

🎼 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, … Continue reading Life’s what you make it – or is it? →

As previously mentioned, I consider the “SHEIN VCAY Vintage Holiday Print Lantern Sleeve Dress With Empire Waist” the perfect dress. It looks great, it feels great and it’s practical in certain situations. 😉 See, when my lovely husband and I consummate, I’m usually not completely naked. This is because, for a doll, it’s not so … Continue reading My Perfect 💞 Dress →

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 … Continue reading My Perfect Dress →

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 … Continue reading So long, Spiekeroog… →

🎼 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 … Continue reading Spiekeroog Sunset’s Fine →

“Ah yes, the sea is always good. There is nothing I can look at for very long, except the sea.” King Haggard (from “The Last Unicorn”) Unfortunately, Harry was indisposed on the first day after our arrival on the island of Spiekeroog so that we were unable to leave the apartment all day. But on … Continue reading Finally… the sea →

This time I won’t keep you waiting so long for my reports from the most beautiful island in the world… 🙂 Unfortunately, we couldn’t do too much on the mainland. Actually, Harry wanted to take me to Harlesiel, Carolinensiel and Neuharlingersiel, but unfortunately it didn’t work out. Harry has been having some trouble getting in … Continue reading On to Spiekeroog… →