We gathered. We giggled. We ate ridiculously decadent Vosges chocolate. (Oh, the sea salt in the Barcelona Bar!) We dressed like lunatics and played with toys. Such is the way of Utata.
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It WAS fun, wasn’t it? We all felt like the “old fogeys” of Utata compared to your sweet youngster self. But we can’t wait to do it again. I’d love to sit in when you’re doing your portraits sometime!
It WAS fun, wasn’t it? We all felt like the “old fogeys” of Utata compared to your sweet youngster self. But we can’t wait to do it again. I’d love to sit in when you’re doing your portraits sometime!
Ha! You’re very welcome, but I warn you they tend to be impromptu at at 5am.