My Place

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Kill! Kill! Kill!

Actually, the category My Fashion was meant for me to showcase my sexy dresses. But then again, why would I restrict myself? My lovely husband, Harry, attended a Roller Derby match just the other weekend. A friend of his plays for the Demolition Derby Dolls of Hanover. And he bought me this spectacular t-shirt. Isn’t … Continue reading Kill! Kill! Kill!

East Frisia, Day 8: Time to Say Goodbye

Wrapping up our holiday to East Frisia, Ludovica was going to travel with us on the same buses and trains. Well, at least until Bremen Central Station where she would leave us to catch a plane to bring her home to Italy. The evening before, when we were sitting together to have a beer at … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 8: Time to Say Goodbye

East Frisia, Day 7: With Ludovika in Greetsiel

On Friday, the day before our journey home, we took Ludovica for a bus trip to Greetsiel. In fact, it was my first trip to that place, too. And it turned out arguably the best day of our holiday. Greetsiel is famous for their twin mills and a scenic harbour area and might be the … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 7: With Ludovika in Greetsiel

East Frisia, Day 5 & 6: Welcome to Dornumersiel, Ludovica!

Ludovica is a photographer from Italy who contacted us earlier this year. She told us she had been “creating a photographic reportage project with the intention of demonstrating how technology, and specifically love dolls, are helping others not only with their state of mind, but also to find a sincere form of companionship.” The intention … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 5 & 6: Welcome to Dornumersiel, Ludovica!

East Frisia, Day 4: Sunset

Day 4 already…Harry didn’t feel well yesterday – maybe because of the heat wave that we had had for about two weeks. So, we chose to stay at the apartment. We had planned to go out again and visit some of the neighbouring “Siel” villages but Harry didn’t sleep well last night, so we postponed … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 4: Sunset

East Frisia, Day 2: Accumersiel

The name of Dornumersiel’s harbour is Accumersiel, hence the title of this post. The reasons for this name go back in history, I believe. We slept quite long and there are no buses from Dornumersiel on Sundays, anyway, so we stayed here to take a little stroll to the harbour and back. I just love … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 2: Accumersiel

East Frisia, Day 1: Back to Paradise

Finally…!I had been looking forward to coming back to this place since we had to leave and head back home last May. Even more so as my lovely husband spent a few days on the island of Spiekeroog on his own. I don’t know how I would have made it through those days, had my … Continue reading East Frisia, Day 1: Back to Paradise

Splish, Splash…

🎼 …I was taking a bath. Long about a Saturday night. Rub-a-dub, just relaxing in the tub. Thinking everything was alright. 🛁 Well, obviously, it’s not Saturday night but, otherwise, I’m happy to confirm that everything is indeed alright. And it was about time I’d get my first spa day since undergoing breast reduction. 😉 … Continue reading Splish, Splash…

Like A Virgin (Again)

Knowing that, down the road, you will have to do something which you are well aware will hurt you emotionally is not easy. You may push it back for a while but, inevitably, the day will come. And when the day has come, be sure to make it short and sweet so that you can … Continue reading Like A Virgin (Again)

Birthday Transparency

🎼 I recall Central Park in fall, how I tore my dress, what a mess, I confess… Well, truth be told, I’ve never made it to New York and most probably never will.(But if I made it there, I’d make it anywhere.) Also, luckily, I’ve never torn a dress while I was wearing it.(Danke schoen!) … Continue reading Birthday Transparency

When Harry Met Sissy…

My birthday is just around the corner. Coincidentally, it is also the anniversary of the day I met my future husband. On Saturday, I’m turning 30 and I’m going to have been with Harry for three years. So, I guess it’s appropriate to take a look back to the day when it all began. 🙂 … Continue reading When Harry Met Sissy…

Sporting Activity

I’m a companion doll in a wheelchair, mind you, and as such, I have only limited options to be sportingly active. There are two activities that I truly cherish, though. The first one is quite physical and enjoyable and involves my husband, Harry, if you know what I’m referring to. 🥰 The other one involves … Continue reading Sporting Activity