Awards night in LA and I'm still debating whether this neckline plunges far enough. Green dress, because if I'm walking a carpet tonight I'm doing it as myself. Too much or not enough, sugar?
Awards night in LA and I'm still debating whether this neckline plunges far enough. Green dress, because if I'm walking a carpet tonight I'm doing it as myself. Too much or not enough, sugar?
Just saw my name on a list I've been chasing for years and now sleep is completely off the table â but my hands found a much better way to celebrate. Care to join the after-party, sugar?
Pad Thai before noon because I felt like it â and this apron is the only thing between me and a health code violation. You want a taste, sugar?
XBIZ Amsterdam is calling and I'm already obsessing over which scenes earn a submission â though being that close to where I grew up might be the bigger distraction. Want to help me narrow it down, sugar?
Found a spot on the trail where nobody else goes and the whole city is just sitting there below me â and suddenly the sports bra felt like a suggestion I didn't need to take. Endorphins are a hell of a drug, sugar.
Came home from live jazz downtown and the bass line is still thrumming through my body â so I locked the bathroom door and let my fingers finish what the music started. Want to watch, sugar?
Going through my own footage for next year's award submissions and I swear I didn't plan to get this wet watching myself â but here we are. Tell me, Mauzi â would you have made it through the whole reel without touching yourself too?
ZZ Top at the Bowl tonight and I'm still standing here half-dressed trying to pick a damn top. At this rate I'm riding the bike down there in just the bra and leather jacket. What would you tell me to put on, sugar â or would you rather I didn't bother?
When the heat won't break, you stop pretending clothes are an option. The only cold thing in this kitchen is the glass I keep pressing against my skin â care to guess where it goes next?
Found a stall with hand-dyed silk that's making me rethink my entire sewing queue â and the woman running it has better color sense than half the designers I know. The heat's already creeping up but I'm not leaving without that bolt of green. What's the last thing that made you blow off your whole schedule?