1.I’ve read more than 1000 books so far, if not 2000, who counts them anymore? The point is… I read on a daily basis, it’s one of my biggest hobbies. My record was reading Gone with the wind in less than 2 days. And I think I don’t have to mention the size of that novel 😉 But that was in high school, meanwhile my taste in authors has become more complex, more refined, it changed, developed in time, just like wine…
2. I have over 100 pairs of high heels, I might have to move to a bigger place or else I won’t have ANY space left for moving freely around, anymore. I might open a “shop my closet” thingy so I get rid of some of the pairs I don’t wear so often. That way lucky slaves could get a chance to sniff them. It’s even become harder to decide what to wear in the morning, choosing from so many pairs…They say a girl can have only
one 2 problems: either nothing to wear, either no space for so many clothes and shoes.
3.I started kicking boys asses from kindergarten, I was a tough little girl and I used to defend my rights from childhood. I stayed like that as I grew up.
4. I eat my food very very spicy. I used to be crazy for indian food (I used to even cook it myself!!) now I fell in love with thai food. I am good at recognising flavours. If I eat one dish, I can go home and cook the same dish just the same. Just because I want to prove something. For me cooking is just a passion…I do it
all the time, when I am in the mood, the rest of the time I have it cooked for me.
5. I’ve visited more than 30 countries so far and still have a big list of places I want to go to. I loved Monte Carlo, Cannes, London, Berlin, Marrakesh, Paris, Athens, Bali, Barcelona, Rome,
Palermo, Munich, Dortmund Zurich, Wien, etc…(not exactly in that order) I still want to get to Vietnam, India, Australia and the list goeess on and on…
6. I have more than 100 slaves serving me (on and off). They’ve become addicted to me, and they serve me on a regular basis, excepting the cases where they try to stay away, to prove they are not addicted, which doesn’t work out too well for them, since they always get back to me, somehow. (more…)