Tatoos

Are too much commitment for me but clearly not for my darling sister. This is her new one from her juicy squeeze.

Beginning of ROmp season is HERE!

I never felt so good in me life as I did today!

Life: Snack TIme

I think this is an appropriate title for my life right now because its not quite an interim yet I also do hope that it's a stage how much I currently like (love) to snack.
Un island of chicken sausage among tiny pea souls. Mmmm tastes like babysitting..

Copywrite be for the birds!

Tis a real shame I had to take down my inspiraysh blog for legal reasons, but only adds reasons for romp sessions! Lame work thought of the day: Am I not attracted to good looking gay men because they would never be attracted to me and if so, is the soul base of my attraction to someone based on attention? Wow narcissism, wow. I'm a regular Carrie Bradshaw.

This mobile blogging is bitchin!

Who doesnt love a good flight attendant uni?

There is just something about a good old fashioned uni (but tighter and shorter, always) that I can't get enough of. Does it make me an anti feminist that I love to see a woman working? Or more of one? Tonight after work and rehearse all the gizzalls are gonna go see the new Atomic Bombshells show at the triple door and as far as I can tell from the poster there will be shoulder pads galore!It makes me even more excited for the spies show to open in May!! Eeek, so much to do!

On a side note: The other day in my grandma's mink coat she gave me (reversible, gray, delicious) I, out of nowhere, pulled a tiny golden broken off angel wing! I don't know where it came from and i feel like it must be a good luck charm. I wasn't sure if I should keep it with me at all times but the last few days have made me want to hang myself by my shoelaces so it seems I must! Anyone have a delicate gold chain I can hang my broken wing from?

Whewfers On the Garden

So normally I dont like talking too much about my dreams, I realize they can be kind of a snoozefest but if I thought that too much I'd probably stop this all togeth. Last night's just seemed sooo appropriate. I had just woken up from a nap, one of those summer ones where you feel so good you dont feel guilty for wasting away a sunny day. When I came outside dear Agent Rhinestone had been having a work party for in my garden all day. I dont have even a little garden and all the other faces I for sure don't remember. It felt like the dream equivalent of a good hug and a great sunbathe! My faves (well only hugs from people I know, ugghh to a fake hug).

Next time: my new angel wing luck charm! Is it lucky?

Life Moves On

I like the idea of gem being that little kid that smelled like cupcakes and had spikyblue hair (probs kind of harajuku hair). I just found this beaut pendant that looks like I could maybe see into it and tell my fortune. Now that is a gem.

I am a Gem and I am a romper.

I'm mainly excited to do this just to have an excuse to buy every romper i find, merely to add to my collection. But lets just quickly take a look at this lack o romper. Whattt?!