If you can’t see my bra straps or my nipples, what I’m wearing is called a “strapless bra.”
So where do we go from here?
Real men and women describe the dirty sexual fantasies they’ve conjured while they sleep.
As a student, I walk an undefined middle ground between tourist and resident that on one hand allows me to experience things the “Cuban way” but on the other hand, makes me feel like an unwanted imposter.
I don’t think the librarian would look on that kind of thing favourably.
Things that piss you off about Blake Lively.
When my dad told me to ‘play the field.’ No thanks.
When you think you’re safely out of sight but your lover turns their head just in time to see you flick that boogie on the floor.
What’s the point of contouring if it’s just going to drip down my face? On those days where the humidity is booming and the sun is shining, I look like a parody YouTube makeup tutorial.