Jacob knows of my attraction to men over forty, and last night he said “So, you’ll find me even more attractive when I’m forty. You find me attractive now, so I have nowhere to go but up. I’m feeling pretty good about this.” I told him as long as he dresses like Nick Wooster and grows a sweet ass mustache when he gets older, he’ll be set.
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The name's Caroline. Nineteen years old. Lover of tattoos, dogs, fashion, and carbs.
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky,
Like a patient etherised upon a table.
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Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky,
Like a patient etherised upon a table.
My Fashion Blog
→ Ask me anything