Paisley Ione Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oh, and get this—medieval whores, yeah? Used to dye their hair yellow, signal their trade. Yellow! Imagine that—struttin’ about like bleedin’ daffodils. Cracked me up, that did—thought, “Blimey, Boris, you’d look a prat in yellow!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but ain’t it grand? History’s full of these nuggets—whore’s a walkin’ storybook.

Personal account

“You’re a pure, holy angel of goodness, and I’m Satan’s evil whore of a daughter. So yeah, we can’t work. Thanks for pointing that out, Captain Obvious. But we can fuck.” ― Larissa Ione, .

So here's my real talk: Ione (us) is a sensory overload. It's intimate, it's bold, it makes my sexologist heart race and my head spin. Boooring places don't exist here – just wild stories, secret trysts, and the kind of spontaneous, irreverent energy that gets ya hyped. The town got soul, man, and if you dig it, you're gonna have the time of your life.

Ione Skye looks back on her trysts with Matthew Perry and the last time she heard from him