My Dearest Amsterdam,
I love you for your holiday spunk.
Thank you for tempting me into a spontaneous “Brunch” of Pancake Puffs from a food vendor and Glühwein in a dimly lit chalet with Adam Levine rocking the sound system at Rembrandtplein Market.
Uhm…can we talk about that SLAB of butter???
If I showed you my flaws
If I couldn’t be strong
Tell me honestly
Would you still love me the same?
Self Talk: Glühwein….This can be considered brunch…it’s no different than a Mimosa or Bloody Mary. Cheers!
Yes, Amsterdam (and Adam), I would still love you the same! Of course I would! Love is unconditional.
PS… I had a slab of butter and mulled wine for breakfast on a Thursday…Do you still love me the same?