Help. Let's do this. The best mod in the world. Post-storm.
BFF. Don't mess with an Art Director's 'grams. Contemplating Caboodles (circa '03) at Winners - that eyeshadow conjures up memories of middle school; its fragrance indelible. Also, can we just? Ms. Webster – so good.
He doesn't surf. Midday trek for a midday pick-me-up. My poop. DIY dip-dyed roses by my mane.
Dapper. Companion. Black BBs and the BB's camo. OK.
Manolos, Milly, guy jeans, more feet. Washed. Dessert. Sleeping beauty.
Obsessed. McDonald's next door. Picnic. No Romy Schneider.