#curvymuse

Thick Thursday always leaves me like this — tired, warm, and craving softness. The day takes a lot out of you when you show up fully in your body. Now it’s just quiet, comfort, and that little hum of confidence that lingers when the lights go low. If you could whisper one thing to me before I fall asleep… what would it be?

The best shoots always start with anticipation. A quiet room, soft light, and a little confidence go a long way. If there’s something you’d love to see this weekend, I’m listening.

Sunday has its own rhythm. Everything slows down. The world gets quieter. The focus shifts to comfort, anticipation, and little rituals — like settling in for a game, snacks within reach, and conversations that drift just a little closer. I’m relaxed, waiting to hear who you’re backing today. Tell me your team. Tell me your snack. Let’s see if you’re paying attention.

Sundays like this are meant for slowing down. I’m sitting comfortably, dressed in soft black lace, football humming in the background, letting the day unfold at its own pace. Who are you cheering for today? Lazy Sundays have a way of inviting good conversations… and maybe a little mischief.