For my birthday, Tiphanie sent me a boa. Nothing like her boa, but there only should be one Venus Maneater sized boa in this world… mine is a more Rebecca-appropriate one, swirly magic.
With a picot bindoff, no less.
Such swirls. Such twistiness.
Such texture. Airiness, hairiness, tightness, looseness, and just the right amount of delicate heartiness.
