๐Ÿ› โ€ข ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š  ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐šž๐š–๐š™๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ ๐šŸ๐š’๐šœ๐š’๐š. ๐š†๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š•.

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Who's ready for another adventure? Where we visit our beloved grumpy grandmother and get insulted for the clothes we wear, and the way we think about conservatism? Yeah... I'm certainly not.

Grandma Helena hates, really passionately, when I wear my crop tops and high waisted jeans, so, I do my best to respect her opinion and use it anyway.

When my father stopped the car in front of my grandmother's house, she was already waiting on the front porch, sitting on her old flowered beach chair, with her best "get out of my property" face.

As I got closer, I waved and smiled at her. If possible, after one look at my clothes, her face got even grumpier.

"Alina, dear, you look like a prostitute. Have some self-respect, no man will want you as a wife looking like that."

Oh... this was going to be a long, long, visit.