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I was absolutely thinking Adderall for Ravenclaw. And I'm certain you are correct: only the Slytherins would have any E. Gryffindor parties would have the feel of suburban beer pong tourneys. Hufflepuff parties would be like sleepy deadhead enclaves. Slytherin parties look like like Eyes Wide Shut. Ravenclaw doesn't

Agreed. Drake is totes a squib.

There should be lists of best womens's room amenities. Here is the ladies' room anteroom at Vanities, a club at the Vegas Hard Rock.

A long time ago when I was a bit of a party brat, there was a restaurant / club in Chicago that had a champagne bar in the anteroom to the ladies' room. If you wanted to escape your companion for a moment, you could sit on a fluffy couch and have a glass of champagne whilst fixing your makeup, checking your texts (pre

Bulletproofboxers refers to my period as Moontime, and speaks of it as if the mean goddess Celine is magically pulling at my uterus. But I don't think of it as stupidity on his part or even as a bad euphemism. He makes special Moontime Brownies and coddles for perceived Moontime Grumpiness as if expelling anger is

Right. It's Boots Randolph.

Uh, yeah. It's not that I haven't heard it. I get what it means.

"Uggos?"

Ohmy. Could I get that too?

I've never actually written any fic. Maybe some day I'll write some...

I just love the idea of a slightly older, wiser, redeemed, reformed Draco who is still fit and snarky.

Woop! Fic can be awesome. If there is some wrong you wish had been corrected someone has probably written about it. And if not, you can DIY.

:) I like the idea that American magic education would be different. And my head-canon Draco is always redeemable.

Thanks! I have actually never written any fanfic but I have read quite a bit over the years.

[come on, somebody continue this]

Or...

Whatevs. I want her to admit that Harry should have ended up with (a redeemed and reformed) Draco.

It's weird. I grew up in a relatively low-income section of Appalachia in a relatively small town (15K) and like half my peers had braces. There were at least two orthodontists in that town and they must have had deals or something because parents managed to afford it.

Dr Pepper Lipsmacker is still one of my favorite lip products, Sephora salesfold be damned. A rough extrapolation (assuming that I probably eat at least half of what I put on my lips, since, really, where else does it go?) would have me having eaten at least 50 tubes in my lifetime. For summer, I'm really liking Berry