Tipsy gif making yields results.
That did not go the way I had planned.
There was a crop involved and as you can see I am some sort of winner.
I had a good first kiss and got tipsy and filthy mouthed and there was some sort of dom-off one-upmanship happening which was fucking hot because I was the one bent over and I fiiiiinally understand Drunk In Love like fully with my heart.
I’m drankin. I’m sanging.
WE BE ALL NIGHT!
There’s only one thing on my mind today.
Bunny is blissfully checked out.
I’ll be in la-la land if you need me.
I’m house-sitting for my inlaws. I always feel uncomfortable in their home because everything is so fancy and breakable…. but now no one is here to inhale anxiously as my curious hands tinker with things… -Heart <3
Something about imagining you prancing around your inlaws place naked holding precious objects makes me smile. Your shape is so pretty perched on that table and I love your long hair. Thanks for sending one in this week and I hope you had lots of fun while you were there.
I can’t help it, that chandelier is so sparkly and beautiful I spend 15% of all family dinners suppressing my urges to touch it.
These are one of the things I absconded with from my Mother’s closet when I was a teenager, her high-waisted jean shorts from the 70’s. I’ve always loved vintage clothing, but there is nothing like whisper-soft vintage denim. I loved them so much that when I wore right through them, my Mom sewed little flannel patches over the holes and resurrected them for me.
(peep ‘em in high res)