Lipstick is a balm for the weary soul!
Dude, and I keep putting it on my LIPS!
I know! They don't tell everyone about its other mystical properties. The gods of Sephora only saw fit to inform me a few years ago.
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Lipstick is a balm for the weary soul!
Dude, and I keep putting it on my LIPS!
I know! They don't tell everyone about its other mystical properties. The gods of Sephora only saw fit to inform me a few years ago.
He's actually lost a little weight and is quite...er...firm.
And I KNEW I'd seen that skirt somewhere!
He's actually lost a little weight and is quite...er...firm.
I meant teddy bear in the huggable sense, not the squishy sense. That center of pure deviousness *does* require a certain solidness, you know.
And, to be completely Likes Carrots, here's a picture of The Boy:
Oh, Teppalina! He's adorable (the evil grin makes it!).
Steph and Erin have found themselves a couple of hotties. It's getting a little warm in here.
That center of pure deviousness *does* require a certain solidness, you know.
Hmmm. Yes, I know of the solid. Hence the fishnets...
He looks splendid. And obviously intelligent, which is always a big plus. Smart-boy eyes!
Well of course he's smart! he has excellent taste!
Hee! Cue teenage girly giggling and hairflip.
Yeah, he's smart and funny and really really likes me.
It's really odd.
The only odd part is that it took so long for someone like that to find you and see you for the prize you are.
I blame Kansas City.