Yeeees, on the 9th of November I indeed turn 40. And noooo, I can’t believe it. But as my friends around me also do have countless forty candles on their birthday cakes it could be true, and not a tipo in my birth certificate…
When I was eight years old I thought my friend’s older sister is incredibly matured – and old. She was fourteen. You can imagine what I thought of forty-year-olds!
But even if my skins elasticity is not anymore like when I was eight – I still am beautiful: Continue reading “Kiki turns 40! – “What I would like for my birthday…””