Nov 28, 2022
4 min read
Sisterly Felicity
She’s my one and only. Motherf’ing smart-assery sugar in the most radically classy chassis that there ever was or shall be. A pillar of what I’ll promo as the Pimm’s and penthouse breezes. Regardless how seldom of those specifics are achieved, since hers is a preferred top boxed wine with VRBOing rental or resort property steeze. My (sometimes very) tried and (no-filter spill-it-like-it-is) true bestie that I utterly unconditionally lucked out with as a…
