In case you've missed me, that is. Johan and I went for an extended weekend at my mom's, which wound up lasting an additional day because our flight home Sunday night was cancelled.
But who am I to complain;O)
I'm the 29-year-old love child of a Swedish airhostess and a Danish ad man. After five years in New York, I’ve recently returned to my native Copenhagen where I continue to live above my means. I love dogs, children and the elderly, and like defying my lactose intolerance by eating foods with lots of cheese. I don't care terribly for pizza, but I like the look of melted mozzarella suspended mid-air, and the expression on a person's face when it finally looses its elasticity and boomerangs shwuph onto their chin. Apart from recreational substance abuse, I relax by splitting hair - something that has lately gone way out of hand.
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