I feel as though this picture may have been taken on new years eve. Pickle’s had far too much socializing in her no-pandemic world, and has run out the back of the club with a bottle of champagne shoved up the arm of her fabulous leather jacket, and found a quiet spot on a dumpster to take a breather and hope for a better year.
Not sure that wish came true just yet, but we’re only 11 days in so there’s still time!
Make it a beautiful day, Spoonies. You’re worth it. xoxo