Day 30 – My slice of heaven on earth

There where my roots are. And no, I’m not talking about my hair. I am talking about where my roots lie: namely in Italy. Southern Italy. One of the most amazing destinations: Apulia.

This place means a lot to me: it is where I can practice mindful breathing, and do it consciously. It is where my family originally comes from… I wish I had asked more questions of my grandmother and grandfather when they were alive. If I could go back in time, I would have told my teenage self to pay more attention to their narrations and anecdotes, their wisdom, and appreciate their presence in my life.

(I took this picture during my last holiday in August 2017 from the Basilica of Santa Maria “De finibus terrae”, which means “at the ends of the earth”. Also standing on this promontory with Santa Maria di Leuca is the famous lighthouse.)

Day 27 – Your first kiss

It was different than what I’d imagined it would be. I thought I would be nervous, but I wasn’t at all. I was unsure of what to do, but it was so easy to be comfortable with him, although the surroundings were bizarre: it was in an ambulance. After a car crash in a blazing summer day. It was kinda confusing, scaring and weird… But an ecstatic excitement.

Tag 25 – #ThrowBackSaturday (Rückblick-Samstag)

Je 1 Bild für die vergangenen 10 Monaten:

– Im Januar, im Januar, da war mein Ehrentag. Gefeiert habe ich in London und habe mir die St. Pauls – Kuppel in den Kopf gesetzt. Oder auf dem Kopf… Ehm… Ja. Da ist sie einfach. Gugg.

– Im Februar, im Februar da ist Hundeknuddeln angesagt… Birillo musste daran glauben.

– Im Märzen, im Määäärzen feierte mein kleiner Göttibub sein 3. Geburtstag.

– Im Apriiiiiil, im Apriiiiiiiil habe ich Snapchat in den Wahnsinn getrieben.

– Im Maaaaien, im Maaaaaien waren wir im Königreich der Lamas unterwegs.

– Im Juno, im Junoooo, da waren die Blumenkinder los.

– Im Juli, im Juuuli… Vetter-Besuch aus Italien. Busserl für meine Lieblings-Diva!

Im August, im Auuuugust durfte ich Hochzeitsgast sein. Super-Wetter, Super-Brautpaar, Super-Gäste, Super-Kleid (Danke Dani!)

Im September, im September, gab es ein Cousinen-Selfie!

Im Oktober, im Oktober wurde Prinzessin Enola, 7 Jahre jung!

Giorno 24 – Cosa faresti con 1 milione di euro?

Beh, dopo un infarto al miocardio e dopo essermi controllata la pressione arteriosa, farei tante cose:

… per prima cosa: non andrei più in ufficio. *pernacchia* *pernacchia* *pernacchia*

… farei il giro del mondo (sogno irrealizzabile di una vita) per poi tornare alla vita di prima solo più serena.

… comprerei un piccolo appartamento nel cuore di Londra.

… aiuterei la mia famiglia.

… farei felice gli amici togliendo loro qualche sfizio.

… farei beneficenza.

… magari attraverserei il paese nuda, vestita solo dei miei soldi e tacchi alti.

Adesso che ci penso, un’altra opzione sarebbe quella di comprarsi un villaggio turistico e rimanere lì in vacanza a vita… Oppure raggiungere Merlino ad Honolulu!

Non lo so, sono ancora indecisa.

Comunque, i confetti non sono per i somari; e quindi non ci pensiamo più e fammi andare a lavorare.

Day 23 – Fifteen things you are grateful for in life

I’m thankful for…

… my family. Especially my parents. My biggest fans and most honest critics.
… my friends, who are actually my chosen family.
… love, because the world sure would be a different place if we lacked the ability to love.
… freedom.
… music. Imperative.
… my temper. I count it as a positive and not a negative trait! #sorrybutnotsorry
… health.
… my job.
… smartphones and internet.
… London!
… travelling and the sea.
… the colors, especially pink! 🙂
… make-up (… no, really. Thank you!)
… coffee.
… last but definitely not least: that special, extraordinary, unique, essential person! ❤

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Giorno 22 – Il tuo primo cagnolino

Mi ricordo benissimo: era un batuffolo bianco. Un meticcio, regalatomi da nonno Donato. Flocchi, così l’avevo chiamato, é stato il mio compagno di giochi di qualche estate fa, quando nella mia testolina ancora regnava la spensieratezza e non c’era posto per l’angoscia.

Peccato che giocando e rincorrendoci (con la solita grazia che mi contraddistingue) gli sono disgraziatamente cascata addosso… Sciancandolo! Certo che non gli è andata bene a Flocchi, visto che già all’epoca ero molto simile alla bambina descritta nella vecchia sigla della Goggi:

“Cicciottella è una bambina
fatta a forma di bignè
i capelli son di zucchero filato
ha le braccia di candito
beve solo malvasia,
ma consuma per mangiar
tutta quanta l’energia.”

Comunque, nonno qualche giorno dopo l’incidente è venuto a prenderselo. Mi ha detto che l’avrebbe portato in qualche bella fattoria, dove qualcuno si sarebbe preso cura di lui. Non so se mi ha detto proprio tutta la verità, spero però che Flocchi mi abbia perdonato…

Bau-Bau!

Day 21 – Your favorite Disney princess

Well, I think I would say: Tiana. The African American heroine of „The Princess and the Frog“… A hardworking waitress who dreams of opening her own restaurant. A true workaholic! With her, I share a strong sense of integrity; I have got raised with the firmly believes, that nothing deserves to be obtained in the world unless it’s done through hard work. Tiana is a talented, ingenious and a gifted young woman. I love her, because she’s tenacious and doesn’t need anyone to do things for her. Aaaand… In a personality test, Facebook did doubtless ascertain, that Tiana and me; we’re the same! And if Mark Zuckerberg’s calculated that, it must be like this. We are ambitious, passionate and imaginative.

But, you know… I also adore the fiery redhead princess Merida! Not exactly a Damsel in distress… The short-tempered princess rules her Scottish kingdom, but is torn between doing what’s expected of her and following her heart. She lives out her rebellious, brave, stubborn and free spirit just as I would wish for myself. Exactly like her, I resemble to my father: both of us tend to be unruly, impulsive and loud. I love this medieval tale, not only because the score for “Brave” was performed by the London Symphony Orchestra, but also because I spend a couple of days in that those beautiful Highlands: mind-blowing landscapes – it really doesn’t get any better if you want to escape and unwind.