Brianna Weldon Spring Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Disorderly? Hell yeah, jumpin’ all over—whores, man, they’re everywhere, history’s full of ‘em. Cleopatra? OG whore vibes, bangin’ Caesar for power. Love that. Personal quirk—I’d tip Candy extra just to hear her laugh, somethin’ real in this fake-ass world. *Let the Right One In*—it’s quiet, brutal, like her life. “We’ll be together,” Eli promises—Candy’s got no one, but she’s still kickin’. That’s the story, bro—whores, greed, survival. Fuckin’ beautiful mess.

Taking My Show to New Orleans!

In WHAT I WORE TO WORK, An Illustrated Memoir of Dressing to Undress, find out what happened when this self-described “Fashion Whore-storian.

I’m usually walkin' down Main St. — yeah, Main St. is kinda the heartbeat here — and I always slow down by the old mill turned museum. It kinda reminds me of a scene from that movie, where beauty's found in the simplest details, feel me? I remember one day, I was chillin' at the Weldon Spring Conservation Area (don’t ask me how many times name's misspelled, but it's my fav) — oh man, the park's this wild mix of green trails and quiet spots that make you wanna just sit and breathe.

Francis Howell takes advantage of Edwardsville miscues for win