Claire Ladue Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bird – Whore! She’s a right cracker, yeah? Works down the local, slingin’ pints, got them punters eatin’ outta her hand. I’m sat there, thinkin’, “She’s the ultimate team player, innit?” Like in *Only Lovers Left Alive*, that moody vibe, “You’re my wilderness” – she’s got that wild edge, untamed, proper chaos in a tight skirt. Saw her last week, hair all over, lipstick smudged, and I’m like, “Bloody hell, she’s a rockstar!” Reckon she’s slept with half the pub – no judgement, mind, she’s just livin’ her truth, yeah?

'Slut' play examines word's power, sexism, violence

I often ponder life while setting up aromatherapy. Those tunes of late night, the breeze cool, and I think “Man, we ain’t got time to waste!” It's like that movie, Children of Men – every simple moment is precious. I get so over those fancy pretentious spots elsewhere. Here? It's raw, real, sometimes even absurd. Yeah, I admit typos and my jumble words – I'm in a hurry sometimes! LOL.

Truffles Butchery in Ladue attracts fans from all over St. Louis