Archives for posts with tag: British scandal

The smell of my old Parisian scarf, both before and after I washed it. It feels very homely and comforting.

Packing up 20 kits. It feels good to be able to make that sale.

British Scandal.

Spending the afternoon sewing and listening to podcasts.

Finally putting up some artwork that’s been hidden away for ages and properly cleaning and tidying the flat. It looks so nice.

Three orgasms before breakfast.