reverie.

me: *takes a long swig from a flask i was carrying in my purse* barkeep: ma'am no outside drinks are permitted me, hoarsely: this is flour

😭 😭 😭

NOOOOO😭😭😭😭

LMFAOOOOOOOO

WEEEEPING 😭😭😭

Now sis…

my biggest fear

she said “where’s my wig?!!” im weak

The music 💀

LMFAOOOOOO the songg

Look if that ish isn’t sewed in or clipped in nice and tight, there are certain things you don’t need to do.

😂😂😂😂😂

So we’re out here STILL not believing in the power of sewing/bobby pinning down the wig,huh💀😂😂😂

me watching my own snapchat story: she is so damn funny i love her 

Facts

im either annoying or annoyed like thats it

There is purity in living beautifully. To indulge in the small ecstasies, the small pleasures. Silk dresses, white tea, gold, sunshine, carved crown molding. It is all malleable, atmospherically- our lives. Simplicity, blue palms, white wines, whipped espresso. You create your paradise out of all these simple luxuries, and that’s purely religious. True divinity wades in the warm oceans of bliss.

I almost didn’t watch this and that would have been the biggest mistake of my day tbh