Have you ever been in the presence of a goddess?
Some women ask for attention. Others simply expect it.
I don’t chase admiration. Admiration arrives on its own.
I enjoy being adored. I enjoy being prioritized. I enjoy the quiet understanding that my presence is a privilege, not a guarantee.
Call it devotion. Call it worship. Call it whatever you like.
I prefer Daddy.
The best things in life aren’t owned.
They’re worshipped.
Now worship your goddess.
💋 Until then,
Ada
Gentlemen! Can you believe it?! 35 degrees today in London … & somehow I’m still hotter 😉
So how are you surviving the heatwave? Are you escaping the city to travel like you promised yourself in January. Less working, more relaxing, remember? Or are you making the most of it? Stretched out at a beer garden with your mates? Sipping cocktails at a swanky rooftop bar? Binge watching your favourite shows with the fan pointed directly at you? Maybe you’ve even become one of those people suddenly obsessed with grilled barbeques or ‘summer salads’.
Or … are you on my site, refreshing my blog everyday for new pictures & daydreaming about what it could be like to spend some time with me?
Well … If you’re looking for a way to cool off in the city, I have a few ideas. We could disappear for a dip somewhere discreet, then spend the afternoon by a rooftop bar clinking our glasses to some fine champagne/wine while the sun starts to soften. Bonus points if said rooftop bar has some good music because I do like to move my body. Jackpot if we can have interesting conversations about why you’re scared of AI, or maybe you can simply sit there admiring me in awe. I’ll allow it.
30 degrees in London !== 30 degrees in Bologna. The infrastructure here in London was simply not built for this kind of drama.
Still, complaining about the weather until it turns grey again is basically a British pastime, isn’t it?
💋Until then,
Ada
On a sillier note hahaha …
💋Until then,
Ada
Yesterday evening, I had the opportunity to watch the Chelsea FC vs Tottenham Hotspur FC match at Stamford Bridge. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly not a football connoisseur but I grew up in a sport-orientated family and we bonded so much over the Premier League, the World Cup, the NBA, the Olympics – marathons especially. *bats eyes in East African*. So I’m totally game to watch a match. I actually get ridiculously passionate when I’m invested haha.
The atmosphere at Stamford bridge was extraordinary. I genuinely think watching a live football match should be on everyone’s bucket list simply because of the aura & energy that fills the stadium. The dinner experience was lovely as well – me & my sweet tooth; God help us all!
My favourite part though was mumbling along to the songs the true Chelsea FC fans were singing … actually chanting! Just being silly & having a good time! I was on the edge of my seat during those final 7 minutes of added time after 90th minute. You could literally feel the tension radiating through the stadium.
And of course … we won!!!
My ego has convinced me it was because of my good luck hahaha.
& Yes … I will absolutely cheer for your favourite team. No guarantees for Arsenal FC fans😆
My gratitude goes to the special gentleman that made this experience possible. It’s definitely etched in my mind 😘
💋Until then,
Ada
Man skal nyde, mens man kanDet vælger jeg
Jeg vælger at tage frække billeder på femstjernede hoteller.
Jeg vælger friske, kalorierige kanelsnegle fra Sankt Peders Bageri.
Jeg vælger at slentre rundt i Nyhavn i ti minutter og så gå videre til de mere interessante steder.
Jeg vælger at bruge timer på Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek og gå på opdagelse i de egyptiske og græske udstillinger.
Jeg vælger Michelin Guide-anbefalede mexicanske restauranter til sjove solo-middage i København.
Jeg vælger at vandre formålsløst rundt i byen og bare suge det hele til mig.
Jeg vælger smørrebrød og snaps som erstatning for afternoon tea.
Jeg vælger nydelse uden undskyldninger.
Jeg vælger nysgerrighed frem for faste planer.
Jeg vælger et liv fyldt med smag, skønhed og historier, der er værd at huske.
Hvad vælger du?
💋Indtil da,
Ada
Dear Newcastle,
I still don’t quite know how you did it.
Between arriving as a stranger and now feeling like my second home. You quietly worked your way into my life in ways I didn’t expect. You were never just a place.
You were the people. Super friendly and the kind who address you as ‘pet’ or ‘luv’ as a sort of endearment. The first time I heard it, I was so confused but strangely … intrigued.
I will be honest. I will never crack the geordie accent and there have been very many moments where I just nodded along hoping context would save me. You never made me feel out of place for not quite getting everything straight away.
In the middle of all this, I changed. It was here that my evolution began. It was here that I realized I have bigger ambitions. My dreams are so big, they’re super-sized & I chase them like I chase the light. You gave me time to figure things out and grow. And now I’m leaving.
London is next. Bigger & better. I know it’ll be exciting but I also know it won’t give me that ease right from the start & perhaps that’s what I need right now. Farewell Newcastle.
You’re something I don’t quite know how to leave behind.
💋Until then,
An Adopted Geordie xx
