God help me, I think she looks rad in this. But it’s Dec. 19 and I’m sitting here typing in a village of cardboard boxes, no wrapping even HINTED at having begun, and they all sort of smell like warehouses. It’s possible I am not myself.
God help me, I think she looks rad in this. But it’s Dec. 19 and I’m sitting here typing in a village of cardboard boxes, no wrapping even HINTED at having begun, and they all sort of smell like warehouses. It’s possible I am not myself.
