I found this little gem on the gates leading down to the cellars of Diocletian’s Palace in Split, Croatia. I’ve never had #SquadGoals until now.
No bra and a button down shirt makes it easy for me to flash Sir in public.
We’ve been working on this suspendable Hishi Harness for months! Being a rope bottom isn’t always about looking glamorous. Sometimes it’s granny panties and a sports bra and a quick snap to document your progress.
This is the first time I’ve posted a photo of my face on my blog! I don’t think it really looks like me anyway because of the filter and those ultra cool flaming shades hide my eyes.
She is like a goddess, rising from the swirling water like steam, I can’t keep my eyes off of her splendid curves.
The skin has a memory, the marks of life are splashed across its surface like words on a page.
I love food! In fact, I might go as far as to say that food is one of my love languages. At least, that’s partly how my husband won me over. He made me his delicious veggie lasagne and tuna casserole and home made BBQ. I would go over to his little bachelor pad a…
We lived on the 400 block of East Duffy Street in an old row house built in the years after the Civil War. The houses of this sticky southern city stood in rows, like colorful crooked teeth, they hid their secrets from passersby. Our house held secrets too. The afternoon rain did nothing to quell…