February 2025

To whom would you send a gallon of cow shit?

Metropolitan Diary: complexity

Things get off to a great start.

Preparations begin in earnest.

I thought when I pierced my ear that everything would change.

I do love me a good gift bag. And I made me some. (Seven!)

Not too long after the last (but one – save Anastasia, who was settling up for the damage done at table #1) arrived, Cee returned from upstairs, having left Polina to struggle with the music situation. Somehow, they had become…

The evening gets underway – and, in many ways, this is the hottest part (at least to me).

Your ass makes my heart hurt. I meant it.

I gave the ladies gift bags. This was what was inside.