Filled with crowds who are laughing, smiling, chilled--
And headed to a pub.
Preferably Chandos.
You'll find me upstairs, in the corner hugging a window seat, with a glass of wine in hand...
Listening to the Friday night flirts.
Filled with crowds who are laughing, smiling, chilled--
And headed to a pub.
Preferably Chandos.
You'll find me upstairs, in the corner hugging a window seat, with a glass of wine in hand...
Listening to the Friday night flirts.
Move Over, Marty, McFly. The Flux Capacitor is Here and Now. #TrashIntoGas
John Singer Sargent Painting: "Zuleika". The Farce -- and Artifice -- of Beauty.
The Almost Marilyn Monroe, Almost Naked
Gotta Love This Headline in The New Yorker: "The Pay Is Too Damn Low." Duh, Yeah.