It’s cold, dammit
Dear Weather,
You want to bring out the big guns, huh? Well here’s little old me hitting you with my best shot. Fire away.
With(out) affection,
Wardrobe Whisperer
Dear Weather,
You want to bring out the big guns, huh? Well here’s little old me hitting you with my best shot. Fire away.
With(out) affection,
Wardrobe Whisperer