This one goes out to the Ladies
Fern here. To talk about the best red wines to drink while you have dancing red goblins inside your uterus punching you with steel gloves. And by dancing red goblins, I mean crying Drakes with psychedelic acid tears.
We badass feminist chicas get as much shit done as we do when we are not on our periods—-there is no cool red tent in the middle of the desert with straw beds to escape to with all…
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