Abandoning ship again for the time being. Behave yourselves.

Beautiful.

Salut.

Mood.

Salut. Starting the week disheartened by the thought that the audience for my posts is largely men. Could any women who enjoy my account let me know?

I detest the word “titties”.

Just gals fooling around.

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Purple is my colour.

Last night was fun.

Salut. Anything interesting in the papers?

No, darling. The heels can stay on. But just the heels.

She steps out of the shower dripping and gleaming, and she’s so beautiful I just want to make a mess of her again.

No, this suits my mood better.

The daisies?

Think I’ll put a record on while I choose what to wear.

Salut, and a delightful Valentine’s to all who celebrate.

I adore a pierced nipple.

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She opens her legs and it’s like the solution of a mystery; the declaration of a victory.

Has anyone spotted that I’m horny today?

Man Ray. The woman at the top is Lee Miller.

Her clear bright eyes. Her ruby mouth. Her sunset hair. Her pale soft tits. Her delicate grasping hands. Her sweet fragrant cunt. I want to devour her.

Bite me.

Nina Leen, 1947. Colourised photograph.

We’ve all had days like this.

Green is the colour of hope.

Salut.

Afternoon nap.

Madeleine Smith. Gentlemen may prefer blondes, but this lady likes redheads.

Salut, sluts.

entranced

Maggie Cheung in Irma Vep

What do we make of someone storming in and reposting hundreds of your posts en masse? I suppose some might find it flattering. I’m going for the Block button.

Catch up on your reading, pretty girl.

The Countess ensnares her lovely prey in Dracula’s Daughter (1936).

When you’re trying to get some work done, but she wants to play.

© Germains Krull Paris, ca. 1930

Good morning, and especially to my beauty @hisownedgirl.bsky.social

I’ve changed my icon so many times today, I’ll be astonished if anyone recognises me any more.

Hôtel de Passe, Rue Quincampoix c.1932 Brassaï

Absolutely pissing down out there. I got soaked on the way home.

J'ai faim, j'ai froid (I'm Hungry, I'm Cold), written and directed by Chantal Akerman (1984)