December 2022

From Milla's Instagram:

• Happy Birthday to me from the Lost Lands!! Do I really need to put my actual age? Nah, google it😂. The schedule has been crazy, we’ve been working long and weird hours and I’m too tired to do any nice selfies on the weekends so I decided to post this awesome pic of my early costume fittings for my character “Gray Alys”. It’s beautiful and an interesting little glimpse behind the scenes.😘 Added plus is that I don’t have to actively do anything like my make up or get ready so I can post in my pj’s.🥳 I have to say how grateful I am today. It’s been over 3 years since I’ve made a movie. First I was pregnant, then COVID hit 2 weeks after our 3rd baby was born. We’ve been developing this movie for over 6 years and I can’t imagine a better present than to be finally working on it and also having my family with me. You know what’s also an incredible gift on my birthday? All of you. I’m very surprised and super happy that so many of you have kept on following me, even though I’m sure I’ve made posts that you disagreed with or didn’t share my belief in. It’s amazing to have a network of people out there who are as wonderful and supportive as you and show me so much love again and again, year after year. Thank you. Xo m💋💋💋❤️❤️❤️ (12.17.22)
  Hair: @ward_s_official Costume: @milenajaroszek
  
  
  
• From Ever's Instagram: Happy birthday mama! ladies and gentlemen you are looking at the most incredible woman i’ve ever met. A literal superhero. I love you mom, everything I am today is because of you. You are so kind, loving, thoughtful and you have time for everyone even if you are tired or sick. I’ve never met someone more devoted to her family than my mom ❤️ i love you!!! 😭🥳❤️
  
  
  
  
  
• So much snow today!! And I couldn’t have spent it with anyone better than my 7 year old Dash. These are the moments that live forever in my memories. Blankets of white pillowing the treetops till the. Branches get so heavy, the snow falls on our heads in huge cascades, the sound of snow boots as people walk through melted, dirty slush by the roadsides. Then turning into the squeak of my kid running through a clean fresh snowdrift in the park. Hundreds of birds taking off all at once, so close I can almost feel their wings brush across my face. And all this with that little gloved hand in mine, chattering about everything in her sweet, exuberant way. It was glorious. It will definitely be part of the flashbacks I see before I die. (Ok that got dark😂) But. It. Was. Glorious. Happy Sunday everyone! Xo m❤️