A simple, elegant touch to any outfit, and yes, that includes yoga pants and a tank top.
… and then touch my phone and now whatever was on your hip will end up on my face.
First person to make a joke about the elephants gets a poke in the butt.
Because of my eyes, because of Marlo’s eyes, because of the ocean, because of the sky.
Meanwhile, my own mother will be receiving a coupon for “one free lecture to me about the evils of Obamacare.”
Because I am the valedictorian of dropping phones.
In the mood to turn down the saturation.
This shit is magically delicious.
Seriously. Do not piss her off.
My girls have been trying to send me a message.