My dad with Governor Haslem of Tennessee at BBQ festival today. He took his picture with him because he served in Vietnam and Gulf war.
No one cares. :-)
Hahahah
I’m going to BBQ fest today. Just finished my last client and about to play in the rain. Every year Memphis has a world wide BBQ festival that brings around 80,000 people from all over the world competing to win first place with their BBQ skills. I love meeting new people. Let the fun begin. Have a lovely weekend, Tumblr.
PS…. Thanks for the pictures I asked for. You know who you are, ladies. Meow. XxX
I only logged on here because I thought it was Thursday. I’m a day early. No SST. :( boo. I was hoping to see some naked glory from the ladies. It’ll be Thursday in an hour here. Someone want to tease me tonight? I’m looking for big booty and subtle boobies. My favorite combo.
Sparkling in my glass and flirting with disaster. Stilettos and Jaguar XKR are material things that I have a sinful passion for. Whoever says material things can’t make you happy never had enough horsepower to play with. Someone rub my feet. No one is bringing me down this evening. Long hard day working on naked women. Damn, they were alluring and beautiful. Have a good night, Tumblr.
I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell sleep with vision of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one, who once has dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I really didn’t mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied you head.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiviness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obssesion for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzlez and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.
LIVE FAST. DIE YOUNG. BE WILD. AND HAVE FUN.
I believe in the country America used to be. I belive in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- *I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself- I Ride. I Just Ride.*
Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them?
I Have.
I Am Fucking Crazy. But I Am Free.
- Lana Del Rey
Why can’t I walk around with my boobs hanging out? I hate wearing clothes. They burn my flesh.
Last summer, I made this sexy Tumblr gal pose next to my car. Flashback Friday moment with a hot woman and car. <3
