i found my old painting tools plus those blank canvases. there's a box sitting next to it, an old box with stashes of old photos of my grandparents.
i look at them and wept... i want to see my grandma, my aunts says she's funny. i can see that in the picture. she's standing in front of a garden, somewhere in rome and she's wearing kebaya in the middle of spring. i giggles...
i guess oddness in fashion sense runs in the family ^^
so, darling.. shall we go to italy for our honeymoon >___< (please)