Miss Malva LOVES this “ideas board” from “Ideas in Boxes” by Malva.
Available to purchase.
Contact lauren@ilovemalva.com for info. 
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Miss Malva LOVES this “ideas board” from “Ideas in Boxes” by Malva.

Available to purchase.

Contact lauren@ilovemalva.com for info. 

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I would like one of each, thanks.

Love this one 
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Love this one 

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What I meant, when I said…

"I think you’re a great guy and I really want to be your friend!"…

A.) The only reason we ever got “creative” was cause I’d had 13 shots too many…

B.) I don’t want to be in daytime with you.

C.) Please don’t tell anyone we hooked up!

D.) All of the above.


Cause lets face it, “Friends” … don’t F*@K




#on
Recent pic of me in NYC… ha!

Recent pic of me in NYC… ha!

#Peanut Butter
#Hearts
#Wheat (Glucose-intolerance-what?) 

#Peanut Butter

#Hearts

#Wheat (Glucose-intolerance-what?) 

Back Stories / Peanut Butter

You know how great MRN’s should have “Back Stories”?

Here’s an example of what I mean.

 

Playing with one of my pervious MRN’s, felt like being force fed bowls and bowls of rich creamy pasta. Like literally, from morning to night: breakfast, lunch and dinner. I tried to tell him what I meant:

MM: It’s like, being with you is all creamy pasta all the time and all I really want, is a peanut butter sandwich!

His responded by making even more of the damn stuff. 

I’m all for “more is more” but I was drowning in cheese.

 

So… cut to now:


I’m on the beach and a cutie boy saunters up to me, blocking the sun with his head – causing a Jesus halo “Ahhhh haaaaa” moment. Quiet spectacular really.

He’s young.

He’s jewish.

As nasal as they come and confident in a I-actually-have-no-idea-that-you’re-too-good-for-me-so-I’m-going-to-try-my-luck-anyway kind of way that comes directly from immature inexperience. Its cute and it works. Sometimes.

So he’s ‘gaaaaning’ (as in Afrikaans ‘going on’) on about pool cleaning, magic carpet rides and sleeping with married women… I’m bored and drifting off… when suddenly he drops the 2nd line of the centaury:

He say’s, in nasal sincerity, I kid you not… fuck it was a goodie:

 

“Would you like a peanut butter sandwich?”

 

 

Seriously. Seriously.

 

"Fuck me. Are you joking?” I don’t say.

“Um, would you LIKE to make right now, in front of everyone” I don’t say.

Instead I say

“No thanks.”

 

BUT HE is SO, as of this moment… my new MRN.

Because HE has a GREAT back story.

 

I believe in Destiny hey.

Well, for now. 

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