Yes?
Oh.
Yes.
Yes, indeed.
I approve.
Ivy, Ivy, Ivy….
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By pure coincidence, my tumblr girlfriend, Dacry, and I experienced the same sexual first the other night. We spent some time discussing the finer details of it, giggling over its drawbacks, and appreciating the fact that, without consulting each other, we’d both happened upon the same thing.
When I was a pre-teen, I was a huge tomboy. Which is kind of hilarious now, as I own more skirts than pants and way too many sundresses, almost every shoe I wear has some sort of heel on it and I take pride in my hair and makeup. Not to say I get crazy high maintenance about it, but I’m certainly at the opposite end of the spectrum now.
Back in my tomboy days, I used to wear outfits similar like this (a band t-shirt and a jacket in a neutral color with a gender-neutral cut) when I went hiking with friends. So, I’m having a bit of a flashback right now. Courtesy of my girl Sasha, who never fails to evoke some sort of positive reaction out of me, even if it’s just nostalgia.