Apparently My Car Needs Its Own Footwear
An unexpected TikTok, a pair of heels, and a small idea that has acquired a brief.
October 6, 2026
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“I’m grateful” and “I want more” turn out not to be opposites.
An unexpected TikTok, a pair of heels, and a small idea that has acquired a brief.
October 6, 2026
A short skirt, some outdated information, and a surprising number of expired rules.
October 5, 2026
Hot flashes got a publicist. The fucking ears did not.
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