Elise Ales Whore ❤️

About Toulouse

Love how they own it, tho. Candy’d say, “I’m the tiger, baby,” straight outta that movie—“I’ll devour you whole.” Power, y’know? Makes me happy, like, YAS, QUEEN! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend in my head. Whores got stories, messy, loud, human. Next time you see one, don’t clutch pearls—say, “You get a car!” and mean it. They’re out there, beastin it, and I’m here for it. Periodt.

Definitions of 'who're'

So, What Happened Then? I don’t remember how long it’s been since this chick went viral, but I got to say I’m curious about what happened with her. She supposedly had a revelation, but did .

Anyway, Alès's vibe, man, it’s raw, it’s real, it’s messy – just like life and love. It’s a place where every lamppost, every café window tells you, “Keep on dreamin’!” And that, my friend, is the soul of this quirky, wondrous town. Catch ya later, and don't forget: like Brooklyn says, "I will always adore you." Peace!

Mike Ippolito Live at Peculier Ales