Stars and Stripes.

I’ll keep this post short and sweet.

Happy Independence Day, my dears! Here’s to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness via half-assing this blog post because I have booze to go drink. 

Now here are some pictures.

There’s no one there. I am talking to no one.

Zara dress, Club Monaco belt, Aldo star earrings, Donald J. Pliner Sandals.

Mmm . . . 

. . . No.

Cuz ain't no one got time for a diet.

Million dollar creep-tastic smile.

Sew kewt.


And that's about it. So remember, guys:

Sorry, I just needed to put something there. Like, I said: booze to drink.