The 2 Minute Interview
In one of our recent issues, we already introduced you to lovely Britta, one part of the dynamic duo that created our new look. Tadaaaa, today it’s time to talk to the counter part: the one and only Saskia Ballhausen! Saskia has not only co-worked with us for a long time and helped us develop our new CD, she is also the force behind the great event design that we implemented for EO Entrepreneurs’ Organization. It’s all neon, you know!? Last but not least, Saskia is our regular translator. We don’t know anyone who could take care of our texts with more loving care than her. More so, Saskia manages to breathe 100% muxmäuschenwild flavour into the English issues of our magazine and supply them with an extra dollop of swag to boot. We like you very much, dear Saskia.
PS: What the heck happened June 12th 2011?
Name: Saskia Ballhausen
Name a magical place: The North Sea.
Where and how do you live? In an Unesco World Heritage Site – a little terraced house with a garden. Totally bourgeois, totally cool. And all this in Britz.
What inspires you? Cafè e Cornetto.
What would you do without a computer? Bake.
The worst possible design sin? Hotel conference rooms… WTF?!
Your favourite swearword: Shitte.
What moment changed everything for you? June12th 2011.
What are you proud of? That I married the best man on the face of this earth.
A piece of advice you never thought would come in handy? Trust no bitch. ;-)
What are you ashamed of?
What can’t you get enough of? The scent of lime blossom.
If you were allowed one sin, which forbidden thing would you do? Steal an awesome ride and speed to the other side of the world.
What would you cook for us if we visited you at home? Spaghetti Bolognese. Then we can have a battle :-) And a freaky dessert.
Which super power would you like to have? Mary Poppins’ powers.
What was the last thing that really moved you? A couple of weeks ago, I had the privilege of listening to an amazingly talented violinist in the tube. She played so unbelievably well that it literally brought tears to my eyes.
What should no one know about you? That I eat Nutella by the spoonful.
Which question should we have asked?
Last words: Don’t go into the light, Carol Anne!