I called Artem three days before I was to fly to Paris. I told him that I would meet him at the Peninsula Hotel on the Champs-Élysées for breakfast and that he should go directly to the hotel the day before, spend the night, and I would meet him there after I landed. 439 more words
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Hellosie, it's Maisie. Hip-Hip-Hip hurray for the return of wonder woman and the shiny black rubber dress with spike heel thigh boots.
Take two fashion pictures. In one photograph, a long-haired model, running across airport tarmac, wears a fitted plastic jacket and thigh-high boots. Her accessories? Black patent gauntlets, false eyelashes and an aggressive pout. 655 more words
There was a time right after my undergraduate that I landed a job as a store attendant in a bikini shop. We sold men’s swimming trunks too, but men in Kenya had rather hide their pot bellies and unkempt pubes in their cargo pants and bask by the poolside while sipping a beer. 494 more words
Why I’m going to Cardiff Pride this Saturday…
I met my best friend Mollie on one of the first days of comprehensive school at the age of 11. 701 more words