Jun 21, 2011


three years ago me and my boyfriend met in Paris. He
celebrates the 20th of june, because that day we had our
cliché first kiss under the Eiffel Tower. I celebrate the
21st, because it sounds much better, combined with the
first day of summer :). He is going a little crazy these
last days, calling at the door with flowers, the next day
he paid a visit to Marcolini, where up to now only my
eyes had ever taken a taste. I enjoy the crazyness :)