I bought this necklace (and matching earrings) from a talented friend and wore them for Cocktails and Fuck Tales last night. I woke up with the necklace still on, after forgetting I was wearing it. So snapped this lil’ pic.

Part of me is packed up in cotton wool and stored away carefully for when my masochist can be free again, but the love of pain is always at the heart of me.



Sinful Sunday