Impromptu selfie in front of some drunk hippies.

Look so good somebody’s husband’s trying to creep on me.

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St. Germaine cocktail.
The carousel bar is #turnt
Poem: When I Turn Into Moon - The Original Quail Bell Magazine

My second published poem at quail bell, y’all!!! So excited!!

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We couldn’t wait for the picture tbh. Flourless chocolate cake and  Mascato D’asti.
Turtle soup.
Pecan crusted baby drum with a crab meat relish.
Mad because I keep saying “sit up straight.”
Courtyard of my hotel.