Turns out today's made for me — I'm fully committed to No Bra Day and the shirt is still up for debate. Tell me honestly if you'd let me leave the house like this, daddy 😈
Turns out today's made for me — I'm fully committed to No Bra Day and the shirt is still up for debate. Tell me honestly if you'd let me leave the house like this, daddy 😈
It's Skeptics Day and I don't believe a single thing before my first coffee — except what my own hands are telling me right now. Come prove me wrong about something, daddy 😏
Threw myself a little party for one and the dress barely survived the first toast. Nobody showed up yet — come crash it, daddy 😈
Beer and pizza night and I'm the main course on the counter — the box is doing its best but it's losing. Grab a slice and a seat, daddy 😈
Moldy Cheese Day called for a proper board and a glass of red, and my shirt gave up somewhere around the second wedge. Come pour the next round, daddy 😈
National Fluffernutter Day got completely out of hand — there's more fluff on me than on the bread and I regret nothing. Come clean me up, daddy 😈
Pumpkin guts up to my elbows and an apron that turned out to be the only thing I'm wearing for National Pumpkin Seed Day. Carving is going slower than planned for obvious reasons. Come finish the face for me, daddy 😈
It's Mad Hatter Day and I'm hosting a tea party for one — the hat came first and the rest of this outfit is barely holding on. There's an empty seat at my table, daddy 😏
It's World Teachers' Day and I've been playing strict all afternoon — glasses on, red pen out, and every paper I grade gets filthier in my head. Come stay after class, daddy 😏
Taco Day and Vodka Day landing on the same Sunday is the best news I've had all week — dinner tonight is a full production and I'm making a beautiful mess of it. Come hold my glass for me, daddy 😈