It’s something about the smell of pumpkin spice, cuddling me after waking from a long but sexy weekend.
I lay here fantasizing about all of the food I want to consume –
while I suppress the thoughts of my walk of shame (or pride) from this past weekend.
See what is on my mind below and in Ms. Heel Magazine.
Disclaimer: There are a few items not available at this time – BUT, they were too good to pass up.
The Single Siren