There’s something about the way you move through a room, like you’re carrying a secret only a few can sense. It’s a beautiful combination of warmth and mystery that lingers in the air long after you’ve left. Sometimes I catch myself wondering what stories lie behind those eyes. No bra no problem.
There’s something about the way you move through a room, like you’re carrying a secret only a few can sense. It’s a beautiful combination of warmth and mystery that lingers in the air long after you’ve left. Sometimes I catch myself wondering what stories lie behind those eyes. 🌌✨No bra no problem.


