Santa Baby
Ph. Laberiane Ponton
A tirade on the merits of non-surgically enhanced cleavage, this shall not be.
Been there, done that.
You will, as such - assiduous readers/disciplined hyperlink-clickers that you all are - already know of my penchant for barely there underwear.
(Well, if you didn't, you do now.)
This sensual velvet and cotton number deserves a mention, however. For despite its lack of lace-trimmings (the kind I like to play peek-a-boob with on a daily basis), its both excessively chic and seasonably appropriate (Sexy Santa, anyone?). And by la Maison Vuitton, of all unexpected sources. Go Nicolas! Keep the it-wear coming.
And with that, I guess I'm ready to be undressed. Any takers?
A tirade on the merits of non-surgically enhanced cleavage, this shall not be.
Been there, done that.
You will, as such - assiduous readers/disciplined hyperlink-clickers that you all are - already know of my penchant for barely there underwear.
(Well, if you didn't, you do now.)
This sensual velvet and cotton number deserves a mention, however. For despite its lack of lace-trimmings (the kind I like to play peek-a-boob with on a daily basis), its both excessively chic and seasonably appropriate (Sexy Santa, anyone?). And by la Maison Vuitton, of all unexpected sources. Go Nicolas! Keep the it-wear coming.
And with that, I guess I'm ready to be undressed. Any takers?
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