
I don't know how to say this, I'm...kind of a big deal. I have many leather-bound books and my library smells of rich mahogany.
Kyle and Taylor wobble on their Jimmy Choos across someone’s thoughtless gravel drive for a lunch date. Their hostess isn’t ready for them yet, as she’s still working with a dress maker and jeweler. She greets them in a boob-hugging beaded gown and tiara. As one does for lunch. Continue reading









