I like feet. Some are bemused by the level of attention I give their trotters, while others are delighted to have their toes and soles sniffed and kissed. Admittedly, I feel pretty good about that.
Not a designer dress or handbag, but the Midori Travelers Notebook stationery that afficionados, bloggers and critics are raving about. As I reverentially unwrap the delicious-smelling, already weathered-looking leather cover from its protective cotton sack, my heart rate quickens slightly. What is it about a new notebook, a beautiful pen, a gorgeous letter-writing set or a cheeky and fun notecard that unleashes such powerful emotions - especially in us women?
New campaign out of Heimat Berlin is an entertaining riff on Japanese 'used panty' vending machines. Burusera - aka the creepy Japanese fetish for the worn underwear of young women - is given a very funny spin in this new Hornbach campaign. Fast-forward to a factory where the fruity undergarments are individually vacuum-packed, sealed in plastic and dispatched to vending machines, ready for customers eager to inhale 'the smell of spring'.
Everything we know tells us that infants should smell Between pooping in their pants, peeing, barfing, and a strict diet of milk with zero toothbrushing, they really should smell worse than they do. But alas, not only do babies not smell bad if you keep your baby as clean as you shouldthey actually smell really good.
Colbys eyes turn red right after the camera went out then when they recorded on the phone there is just white orbs every where they r like boom boom like right at your face When looking for a matching foundation, you should try bringing a beauty blender in, and blending it into your forearm! For the next kill cont do the first lion king lol Looks so really oh my good thx god its not fake Nude 50's girl next door James! I am been subbed since like 1 mill but you still forgot us in Minnesota!!!.
Decadent Perfume: Under the Skin and through the Page. Cheryl Krueger. Similar articles had been circulating since at leastwhen the L.
When did you first realize that smoking turned you on? I credit a girl in my middle school French class with stoking my interest. She and one of her friends would sneak out behind the back door of our school and smoke cigarettes.