Your body is perfect. Thank you for yet another gift, in this photo.
Your words, though meant for someone else, are also evocative. We’ve all suffered from addiction; you seem to suffer more than most. Many of your readers would probably volunteer to be your substitute junk–a pun here in North America, I don’t know if it is there–but I know that you can’t just substitute one addiction for another. It’s never that simple.
Of course, if you’re ever travelling this way, I’ll definitely volunteer to give it a shot. Can’t hurt to try, right? π
“I know last year, one day, on the twelfth of May,
going out that morning, you altered your hair!
Iβm so used to taking it for daylight, like the glare
you find when you stare too long at the sun,
seeing a red disc everywhere when itβs gone,
that I, when I quit the flames that flood me, see,
a stain of dazzling gold, clothe all around me.”
Minx, from the blinding sun to dazzling gold, your changes shine, each as bright as the last.
Incredible!
This one word now has me smiling from ear to ear…
Mmmmmm, Yes, I like
And I like that you like…
The lack of curls is a bit shocking, tempered by the lack of clothing, which is so familiar. Such a nice balance! Thank you for consideration. π
I think it’s safe to say I’m a perfect balance of imbalance… π
As always … absolutely breathtaking
Now I’m feeling the very same. Thank you, Mike…
please don’t.
Never.
Your body is perfect. Thank you for yet another gift, in this photo.
Your words, though meant for someone else, are also evocative. We’ve all suffered from addiction; you seem to suffer more than most. Many of your readers would probably volunteer to be your substitute junk–a pun here in North America, I don’t know if it is there–but I know that you can’t just substitute one addiction for another. It’s never that simple.
Of course, if you’re ever travelling this way, I’ll definitely volunteer to give it a shot. Can’t hurt to try, right? π
While I agree it’s never as simple as substitution, I might be persuaded to give it a try.
Now… Where’s my passport? π
Whew…I think I have an addiction too. π
Gorgeous pic!
I’ll see your addiction and raise you an obsession, Max… π
You are just incredible Minx!! Deliciously delectable and oh so addictive in such a good way.
I can only hope you never seek treatment for your Minx habit, SSir…
“I know last year, one day, on the twelfth of May,
going out that morning, you altered your hair!
Iβm so used to taking it for daylight, like the glare
you find when you stare too long at the sun,
seeing a red disc everywhere when itβs gone,
that I, when I quit the flames that flood me, see,
a stain of dazzling gold, clothe all around me.”
Minx, from the blinding sun to dazzling gold, your changes shine, each as bright as the last.
Do you have any idea how you make me swoon, JK?
So happy I can be of some useful service.
That you are, JK. Now I can’t help but wonder if we could stretch that useful service to breaking my fall…
You around? I’m not finding your blog.
I’m here, JK. Just a small break in proceedings so I could shift my Cake to self-hosting. Thank you for noticing my absence…
Wow. Simply gorgeous. I love the new look. LOVE it.
I’m so glad you approve, thirsty one. But I hope you’re not too disappointed the new look isn’t permanent. The tousled curls are back…
the first step is Acceptance, right?
It is. I accept my addiction utterly, completely…
You have told me that before.
I thought it high-time for a reminder…
Beautiful hair,
Beautiful you.
That’s lovely of you to say so, Advizor…
No one can resist to oppose…
If only, if only, Melissa…
I do so love these frontals Minx. And I love the straights here as well.
Explicitly divine.
And I love that you love what you see, bhp…