Ditmar's Christmas Eve table was the model of elegance that welcomed all the guests with my favorite touch, the bottle of liqueur wrapped in a bow. This was the table I almost fell asleep at.
Where's the salad, dessert, or soup napkins? Martha Stewart, not to mention EP would gasp fo' sho'. (Jk). It's beautiful. Hope that you enjoy the procession of tanned, semi-naked gay bois that entails your south Florida life this weekend, you sassy bee. Love!
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Alexus-
Where's the salad, dessert, or soup napkins? Martha Stewart, not to mention EP would gasp fo' sho'. (Jk). It's beautiful.
Hope that you enjoy the procession of tanned, semi-naked gay bois that entails your south Florida life this weekend, you sassy bee. Love!
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