Dad’s day

This post is dedicated to my amazing dad, the first man in my life. The one who taught me to ride a bike, tended to many boo-boos and someone who I’ve made great memories with all around the world (pictured below are a few snapshots from our trip last Christmas to Paris). Thanks for always being there dad, for the random texts messages just saying you love me or going to the U.S. Open with you the past four years, I will always cherish it.