A Haircut And A Special Dinner
I went to the barber shop called Golden Cut at 3 pm. It was the first time in more than four months that I had my hair cut. My hairstyle turned into something like a military style, which means very short hair. I took a shower at home. In the evening, I went to the bar Stiefel. A British man named Mike showed me photos and videos of his new house. It was quite spacious and looked cozy. Everyone asked me, “Did you go to the barber?” or something similar, so I felt a bit embarrassed. The bar owner Maria offered me dinner. The menu was an Italian dish called cannelloni. It was completely my first time trying such a dish, but it was delicious. “Très bien!” I continued drinking at home, but I had only two glasses of white wine. It might be moderate for me.
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- Having Cut My Hair And Special Dinner I went to the barber Golden Cut at 3 pm. It was the first time for over four months to have cut my hair. My hairsryle turned into like an army, which mean very short. I took shower at home. In the evening, I went to the bar Stiefel. A British man, Mike showed me photos and movies about his new house. It was quite spcious and looks cozy. Everyone talked to me "Did you go to a barber?" or something like that so I was embarassed a bit. The bar owner Maria offered me a dinner. The menu was an Italian dish called Cannelloni. It was completely the first time to have such dish but it was delicious. Trevian! I continued drinking at home but I had only two glasses of white wine. It might be moderate for me.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
