Hey, babe. Did you mean to end up in Canada? I can help you find the store you need.
No butt should be left behind.
It’s Friday the 13th, so I’m here to make it your luckiest yet.
Babe, I love you just the way you are.
Enjoy a roast not a roasting this Christmas.
I bring a takeaway coffee, they tell me all their stories, I document it.
This is my gift to you, babe. And it goes all year round.
My 5 frank tips for avoiding Christmas party burnout so you don’t start seeing tinsel.
I just don’t know how you contort your bodies into such amazing formations. It’s art, babe. Really.
Babe, your bod is always in season.
Like baked goods, espresso martinis and surprises.
When it comes to coffee, there’s a lot of them: soy, almond milk, ¾ shot or with sprinkles.
I’m putting an end to bad gifts, one babe at a time.