So, after thinking about it some more, I realized how much I’d love to bring a little piece of Barcelona back with me—specifically, those adorable earrings I found! I mean, how amazing would it be to have a keepsake that reminds me of these magical streets and the memories I’m making here?
But hey, since we were just talking about surprises and how a small gesture can mean so much… what if you helped me make this happen? 😉 If you send a little tip my way, I could grab those earrings and bring a piece of this beautiful city home. And as a thank you, I’ll send you a couple of my hottest photos.
I promise, this sweet little exchange will leave us both with something to smile about!🥰🥰🥰🥰
So, I was wandering around the charming streets of Barcelona today and stumbled upon the cutest pair of earrings. Naturally, I fell in love with them. 💕 Now, let’s get real—I’m an independent woman, but I can’t help but wonder... where has all the chivalry gone? Why are so few men treating their ladies to little surprises?
I’m not picky, and I’m definitely not asking for jewelry worth tens of thousands of dollars (although, let’s be honest, that might make me feel pretty fancy! 😂). But seriously, it’s the little things that matter. A small gift can become a cherished memory, something that will bring a smile to her face long after the moment has pas sed.
So, gentlemen, why not make a girl’s day and surprise her with something sweet? After all, happiness is in the details.🥰
Guess what? I'm finally on my way to that long-awaited vacation!✈️ Let me tell you, packing was a whole adventure. Picture this: me, surrounded by a mountain of clothes, trying to figure out how to fit my entire wardrobe into one suitcase. 😅 Of course, I made sure to pack all the essentials—swimsuit, sunscreen, and yes, my favorite ahem adult toy. I wasn’t leaving that behind! 😂
But honestly, with everything going on in Ukraine, this trip feels like a lifeline. I need this break more than ever. The road has been long and tough, especially with all the border delays, but every minute brings me closer to that sweet, sweet relaxation.
Don't worry, though—I'm not disappearing completely. I'll still be here, sharing photos and stories with you all.🥰
__Here’s a little behind-the-scenes peek into my world that might surprise some of you__ I’ve got pretty terrible eyesight! 😅 Yep, those little contact lenses I wear aren’t just a fashion statement—they’re my way of making sure I don’t mistake a lamp post for a long-lost friend!
But here’s the exciting news: I’m on a mission to improve my vision for good! I’m currently raising funds for laser eye surgery, a game-changer that could finally free me from my daily lens routine. Imagine the joy of seeing the world without having to squint or fuss with contacts!🥰
If you’ve ever wondered why I might be peering closely at something or juggling with my lenses, now you know. Every little bit helps, and your support means the world to me. Here’s to clearer vision and embracing every detail of life—lens-free! 💓💓💓
Ever since I was little, books have been my escape and my guide. I remember the first time I got lost in a novel—sitting in a cozy corner with a story that felt like it was written just for me. From that moment on, reading became more than a hobby; it became a part of who I am💗
Every time I pick up a book, it feels like I'm stepping into another world, meeting fascinating characters, and uncovering hidden wisdom. My bookshelves are a testament to my journey through countless adventures and intellectual explorations.
I often find myself reflecting on the wisdom of my favorite authors, trying to embody their cleverness and insight in my own life. There’s a special kind of beauty in being well-read—it’s like wearing a crown of knowledge that adds depth to who I am🥰
When my sister and I were little, we both had the biggest crush on the same boy in our neighborhood. Let’s call him “Max.” He was the cool kid on the block, with his shiny red bike and the ability to do the perfect cartwheel. Naturally, we were both smitten, even though we were just kids😄
One day, my sister and I decided to win Max’s heart with our amazing talents. She was convinced that her jump rope skills would dazzle him, while I thought my impressive collection of stickers would seal the deal. We made a pact not to tell each other our plans—sisterly competition at its finest!🥰
So there we were, taking turns showing off to Max. My sister started with her jump rope routine, counting loudly and giving me side-eye, like she was saying, “Beat that!” Not to be outdone, I pulled out my prized stickers, flashing my sparkly unicorns and rare Pokémon ones, thinking I had this in the bag.
But here’s the twist: Max didn’t care about jump ropes or stickers. He was more interested in racing his bike and showing off his new tricks. My sister and I ended up forgetting about our “competition” and spent the afternoon racing around with Max, laughing and having the best time.
Looking back, it’s hilarious how serious we were about impressing him, even though we were just kids. In the end, we learned that having fun together was way better than trying to win someone over. Ah, childhood crushes—so simple and so silly!😄😄😅😍
Hey there! For those who don't know, my name is Mary and I'm an artist. I create paintings using my body and a brush. 🎨
Yes, you read that right! I use my body to make art, and every painting I create is one-of-a-kind. Each piece is unique because it combines dance, movement, and painting. Imagine me twirling and swirling, covered in paint—it’s as fun as it sounds!
Every painting tells its own story and no two are the same🖌️
Ever since I was a little girl, I have had a love/hate relationship with big dogs. They are so fluffy and adorable, but at the same time they scare me a lot It all started when I was five years old and came to visit my aunt. She had a huge, friendly St. Bernard named Max. He was basically a walking, slobbering teddy bear.
One day, as I was happily devouring a cookie, Max decided he wanted a bite too. Before I knew it, this huge ball of fur was pouncing on me - not aggressively, but enthusiastically. I panicked, screamed, and ended up throwing the cookie across the room. Max, delighted by the unexpected ball game, ran after it, and I clutched onto a chair to escape. Since that day, I have been wary of big dogs.
But I still adore them! Every time I see one, my heart melts. I want to pet them and play with them, but memories of Max stealing cookies keep me at a safe distance. So if you see me admiring a big dog from afar, know that I'm silently cheering for them, even if I'm scared to get close. Big dogs, you have my heart, but also my respectful distance! 🐶💕
It's summer with little activity and I miss it sometimes too. So I decided to fix it to all those who will write me a nice compliment and tip me a small amount - to give my best video.
This is very important for me and I always choose with whom I want to communicate and feel how a person treats me. So I want to see who treats me well and wants to really be friends with me💗.
This tip will help me with my move. Like I said before I have an important event in my life I am moving to a safer place. So I've already moved, but I need to furnish the apartment. And I need all the help I can get. I'm really counting on you, my favorite subscribers.🙌
I went out for a cup of coffee and found myself reflecting on what it means to be a free person, especially with everything happening in the world right now. Despite the chaos, I realized I can speak freely about various topics, express myself without fear of judgment, and choose whether to work or not. This freedom gives me a profound sense of understanding that I am truly a free individual.
In this moment, I can confidently say that I am happy.
Hey everyone! 🌟 I have some exciting news—I’m moving into a new apartment! 🏡 This is such a thrilling chapter in my life, and I can’t wait to make this place truly feel like home. However, I could use a little help with getting a few essentials. Your kindness and support mean the world to me, and I have a special thank you in mind.
Moving can be overwhelming, but knowing I have such wonderful people like you supporting me makes it all the more special. For those who contribute, I promise to send a personal video of me, 4-5 minutes long, as a heartfelt token of my gratitude. Your help will make this new chapter even more meaningful and help me create a cozy, beautiful space.
What do you think? Your generosity will not go unnoticed, and I’m excited to share this journey with you. Thank you so much for being amazing and for all your love and support. You’re helping me build not just a house, but a home. 💖✨
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I've always loved reading since I was a kid. Books were my escape, my adventure, and my solace. But as much as I loved those stories, they came with a price: my vision. It didn't help that bad eyesight ran in my family. By my teenage years, I found myself squinting at the blackboard, holding books an inch from my nose, and mistaking strangers for friends from afar. It was like living in a blurry, watercolor painting.
We tried everything to fix it. Eye exercises, special diets, you name it. At one point, my parents even made me wear these weird pinhole glasses that were supposed to train my eyes. I just ended up looking like a confused fly.😄
Eventually, we accepted that my vision wasn’t going to get any better. So, glasses it was. My first pair made me look like an owl, but at least I could finally see! Then, I graduated to contact lenses. Ah, the joys of poking your eye every morning. I've had my share of mishaps, like dropping a lens in the sink or putting it in backward and walking around with one eye watering all day.
Now, I'm seriously considering laser eye surgery. The thought of waking up and actually seeing my alarm clock clearly is like a dream. But until then, it's me and my trusty glasses, or lenses, navigating the world one squint at a time.
Laser correction is very expensive, but it's something I desperately need because my eyesight keeps getting worse each year. That's why I've been saving money for a long time. Every little bit helps me get closer to seeing the world clearly again. Here’s to hoping one day I’ll finally see the world in HD!
I'm so thrilled to celebrate this special day with all of you, my wonderful followers. Your love and support mean the world to me, and I'm incredibly grateful to have you by my side on this joyous occasion.
Let's make this day unforgettable together! Your kind words and birthday wishes already make my heart sing, but if you'd like to make it even more special, I happily accept gifts in the form of tips.
Thank you for being a part of my journey. Here's to another amazing year ahead! 🎂💕
Everyone at school has an ugly duckling. A fat, unsociable, strange excellent. And in my school, that girl was me…
When all my friends were already going on dates, receiving gifts, I was sitting at books and participating in chess tournaments (yes, I am shock myself too) spoiler: I kissed by the way, too, later than everyone, but more on that a little later. I can't say that I liked living like this: being the same nerd at the first desk and not communicating with anyone, I just couldn't do anything about it and got used to it.
I lived the life of a mousy. I was sick and missed school very often, and my class forgot about my existence at all. You cant imagine HOW much I enjoyed that time. But then I was going back to school... Of course, my classmates didn't like it.
They didn't like everything I did at all, because I'm the one you can make fun of and nothing will happen for it. I dont know why they didnt like me, maybe I was too smart, maybe they just needed an object for bullying...
And at some point I realized: That's it, I've had enough! I will be the fatal beauty that everyone always looks back at and whispers when she passes by.
My most important task is to work on myself. How to overcome an introvert and how to live with it? Here are the two main questions I asked myself.
What do you think are the main steps to take to get out of the ugly duckling into the fatal beauty?😽
No one ever gives me flowers anymore. It feels like men have forgotten how to be gentlemen. And oh, how I adore flowers. Especially roses, tulips, and hydrangeas. I dream of a big bouquet that fills the entire house with its sweet fragrance. That kind of attention makes me smile and feel like a happy little girl.
Isn't it a small gift I truly deserve? If you think so too, maybe you could help make this dream come true. A little tip could go a long way in bringing a bit of floral joy into my life. After all, who doesn't love to see a girl smile? 🌸💐
