Chip off the ol’ block- Jacob & Frans.
Ristina & Myra
I grew up always being told that I looked like my father but wishing I looked more like my mama and my mama was a fox. Since she passed away, fuzzy memories and a couple of photographs are all I have left. But now I realise that although I didn’t get her beauty that I am still quite like her in many ways.
I have her wicked sense of humour, the love for good food and travel, compulsive shopping for pretty things (mostly shoes), a messy room, independence and being the black sheep of the family.