pouts
no tiara.
sighs
eta
also - WORD wrt the hotness of jz
Ethan Rayne ,'Potential'
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pouts
no tiara.
sighs
eta
also - WORD wrt the hotness of jz
You know what they have in Seattle?
Women who are movie star gorgeous and Couples who are thoroughly adorable.
My wife is a stone hottie.
Yes, yes she is.
no tiara.
Don't worry, Fay, you are still the queen of our hearts even without the fancy headdress.
Let this serve as a reminder to all Bitches busy with packing NOT TO FORGET THE TIARAS.
Eh, I'm not bringing one. I am going to bring a mini top hat decorated with pink & black feathers, crystals, and ribbons.
My wife is a stone hottie.
::blushes furiously::
My reaction to this was, Duh! Very cute picture of the two of you that you linked to first, too.
Let this serve as a reminder to all Bitches busy with packing NOT TO FORGET THE TIARAS.
Tiara! Check! Damn, I almost forgot that.
you know, I used to be really, really straight. That picture of JZ with the red lipstick and the pout ... and my Kinsey shifted. A lot.
She has some scorching looks in her repertoire.
no tiara.
Fay, do you want to borrow one from me, just to keep up the LA tradition?
JZ is so fucking you-will-NEVER-look-this-good gorgeous. It isn't fair.
Let this serve as a reminder to all Bitches busy with packing NOT TO FORGET THE TIARAS.
Eh, I'm not bringing one. I am going to bring a mini top hat decorated with pink & black feathers, crystals, and ribbons.
My tiara hurts my head. It looks pretty sitting on my dresser, which is where it shall stay.
I look like total ass in hats, and therefore I require no headgear. My hair is shiny and pretty enough. (Not that anyone who wears a hat *doesn't* have shiny pretty hair, just....you know what I mean. I hope.)
Let this serve as a reminder to all Bitches busy with packing NOT TO FORGET THE TIARAS.
I'll be arrving with all nine of mine, and Emeline will have hers as well.
Oh, sweet Aimee. That's my girl!
I don't have room for all the groceries. I can't wait to get out of this apartment. I hope I find a place with a HUGE kitchen...and maybe even a PANTRY! Whoa! What a thought!