The weeks are flying by … or is it just me? Regardless, it’s Friday again and that means that it’s BOOBDAY! Link up your #BoobDay pics here until midnight on Sunday and share in the celebration of boobs, because why not? Boobs are the best!
It’s that time again … you know what to do ….
Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine, cashmere, cologne and white sunshine. Am I that girl that you dream of?
I’m just a couple weeks out from launching a small business online, in my vanilla life. The business plan is complete, the budget and P&L are built, I now live in spreadsheets, supplies and packaging has been ordered … it’s really happening!
Hello, hello, hello! It’s time once again for #BOOBDAY! Let’s celebrate those beauties! Link up your pics now! #BoobDay links are Open Friday through Sunday.
Content/Trigger Warning: body image, recreational drug use, anxiety and panic.
“Her cheeks glowed with pink charcoals.” ― Ray Bradbury, From the Dust Returned
We left our friends at the pub, excusing ourselves before the small party began to grow or relocate to another venue. After long goodbyes, (why can’t people just say goodnight when tipsy?), squaring our bill and making sure the birthday boy and his friends got another round on us, we left the crushing din of…
Going all in for #BoobDay AND #FishnetFriday …
If I was playing one of those word association games and the word was ‘Friday’, I honestly think I’d say ‘Boobs’. Wouldn’t you? Friday just feels like a day for boobs. Tearing off that metaphorical ‘bra’ for the weekend. Is there any greater relief?
“We just got out, in the knick of time. We found ourselves drowning in the blood, in a sea of wine. Down from the mountain, she waits. Dancing around the fire, shaking her waist.
#JanuaryJumpstart Day 6: When We first began our relationship and quickly began to discuss and include D/s in the structure of our connection, He said something that made me pause. He said, “This is your true nature.” But was it really that simple?
#JanuaryJumpstart Day 5: There’s a thing going around on social media right now where people ask “What is a scene from a movie (or line from a song, etc) that lives rent-free in your mind.” The responses are often humorous, as is the point. But for me, it’s not a funny scene at all, it’s…
I never mean to wake it, the nocturnal beast in me. Lately it sleeps lightly, lighter than I, and it crawls into bed with me just as I’m settling, just as I’m drifting.
Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light, what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars? What primal night does Man touch with his senses?
#JanuaryJumpstart Day 2: Sexy is an energy. Not a look, not a style, not a size. It’s an intangible that we try so hard to make tangible but what if we just let it be what it is?