I put the Mein Land postcards up all over the house to try to convince mom that we need more family photos up around the house. To which she replied “Now we have them! But I don’t understand why the creepy one of Richard has to be by my bed!”
God the lady who cleans our house came by a few weeks ago and was dusting the mantel and just looked at these pictures like “what the fuck???”
I think she just assumes we have really pale, awkward family members that like to hangout at the beach.
(vía die--sonne--scheint)