i feel like an 80s mobster. or a 19th century bachelor with an unfortunate attraction to bohemia. someone who would’ve been called a rake in those days bc i was dancing with married women and gambling and learning french instead of carrying on the bloodline or courting duchesses.
happened on accident monday ,,& again tuesday, so i just kept it goin. learning about my pirate personality day by day 🪁
&&by this i mean hair in braids with bandana, too much silver&sea shell jewelry, big belts. i’m jangling around
