







To get into the Christmas spirit; a few pictures from my personal folder. After getting dressed up and seeing the nutcracker, I had pent up energy. I drove to a familiar spot, swapped my heels for my boots. I slipped in for last call, took a picture in the bathroom stall, then I walked along the riverway with my headphones in. I listened (and danced) to 2000s rap and classic rock while it sprinkled on me. And when I passed by the spot I've had many makeout sessions over the years, i just had to take my boobs out, basically feels like tradition now >.<