sweeeet glory sugarbabies….

its was cold down there on the front row with all those sweaty lil hockey players…im soo glad that at the last min i threw on the fur (its getting lots of use these days)… cause really wearing a jersey seems a little bourgeois  …and well….im not the type to “blend in” at a sporting event…but thats another story…anyway…

semin isnt how i spell it

semin isnt how i spell it

Semin isnt how i spell it …but…whatevs… he IS adorable….

and so is this one…

why hellllllo suggar baby.......

why hellllllo sugarrrrr baby.......

do i give a shit know anything about hockey…umm…no…

but its still fun to:

glam up the house with your fur coat…

champagne cocktails and to

hear a few whispers of  who is she?  &  did you see her shoes?

(lovies:  bright red pradas are the only TEAM colored items i own)

to have your messages thrown up on the “jumbotron”…

all that AND i managed to keep my hair out of the guy behind mes beer…

(although he admitted to some close calls and to keeping it close to his chest)

yeah our team lost…but….no worries sugarbabies…it didnt put a damper on the afterparty….

seriously kids….i party…so you dont have to….

xoxo

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