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And her hair! So glossy.

My best friend had a henna artist at her wedding, which was amazing. Unfortunately, she now has a large henna stain on her wedding dress where a family member hugged her.

The little butt caress between the two gentleman was exceedingly cute.

My hair does that naturally. I spend all summer outside and it gets nice and light, then I crawl into my hole and hibernate, when spring hits I have ombré hair.

What is happening on Sienna Miller's arms?

Oh man, the stoner. It's like someone took a snapshot through my college aged eyeballs.

I really love how much enthusiasm you have for Jason Statham.

I don't know. I have a good 4 inches on my boyfriend, we've never had much difficulty. This was far too much information. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist.

Here in Texas we call that a road beer. And it is illegal.

My grandmother had Alzheimer's in her later years and unfortunately had to be moved to a small nursing home. My mother and I did just what you said. Visited everyday, even if it was just to sit on the couch and watch Jeopardy with her. After she passed, my mother took a minimum wage job at the home because she was

Or that trashy purple that they try to pass off as lavender. I despise that color

The yellow ranger was my favorite. My child brain decided that because she was a tomboy she and I were clearly the best. I recall being ticked that I had to settle for a pink ranger costume one Halloween.

It looks like he could lift it off his head at night and let it run around, terrorizing a village, while he sleeps.

That's actually not a bad description. That being said, Power Rangers had a great deal of influence over my childhood.

A few of these made me cringe (guillotine), but the Van Gogh, a masterpiece.

Seriously. It was fantastic.

This actually makes me a bit teary-eyed.

I assume this means your first time was magical?

I actually don't think I would be embarrassed if someone found that in my room.

My boyfriend consistently buys me yellow roses. He says it's because my favorite color is yellow (it's not), but we both know it's because he doesn't want to pay an obscene price for red. Which I am okay with. I hope carnation giver brings you as much happiness as yellow rose giver brings me.