Pixie cut and Hilary Clinton inspired pant suits aside, I love Karla and her closet just as much as the next guy, if not more. Like Rumi, she is the substance by which my soul is made.
She adorns her tweed with ka ching ka ching bling bling bling...
And wears leopard print ninja headscarves, ones not unlike those of my other heterolifemate...you know who
She shows us how to channel John Stamos circa Full House in over-sized distressed denim
And lets us see photos of how nice her dad's Daytona Rolex looks on her.
This is a particularly good way to have your public relate with you, Karla. I mean, whose father doesn't have a Rolex!?!?!
More important than all of these things though, Karla has a heart full of love, and gives us a peek into her family vacations...
Rawr, hello snorkling sex monster of the sea!
That said (the part about being a snorkling sex monster of the sea) I beg one question, and one question only...
Who wore it best?
And more important than who wore it best...
Who swam it best?
Karla, I love you, but I think the winner here is obvious. I'm swimming on grass. No hard feelings, I'd still go gay for you.
Read Karla's blog for more lady boner inducing awesome as possum fashion, follow me on Twitter, and get in touch with me! HaremPants@ManRepeller.com.
Told you I was foreshadowing.







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