Dua Lipa shares childhood snaps on Instagram to celebrate her mom Anesa's 53rd birthday
Dua Lipa pays a heartwarming tribute to her mother Anesa on Instagram to mark her turning 53 on June 29.
The 29-year-old singer delighted her followers on Saturday by sharing a series of adorable throwback and recent snaps of the mother-daughter duo over the years.
Captioning the post, 'Happy Birthday to my beautiful Mama. ❤️ The life of the party (up dancing until 4am most nights) and the voice of reason - somehow both can exist at the same time,' Anesa replied, 'I LOVE YOU, DUA!!! ♥️♥️♥️'
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