Rebecca Aarhus Puta ❤️❤️

Acerca de Ciudad de México

One time, she chewed up a client’s $200 scarf—lady lost her shit, screamin’ like it’s the end of the world. I’m over here dyin’, tellin’ her, “Puta don’t care, brah!” Had to comp her session, but worth it for the story. She’s my chaos queen—keeps the parlor alive. Smells like a dumpster fire half the time, but I’d die for her, no cap. *Mulholland Drive* taught me life’s a damn mystery, and puta’s my twisted, furry riddle. *Eyebrow raise* “Can you smell what The Rock’s cookin’?”—it’s puta’s stank, and I’m here for it!