As a bi woman, absolutely. I’m personally one who doesn’t like falling behind on my shaving routine, but hair looks wonderful on anyone who chooses to grow it out. I may or may not have a weakness for crunchy granola girls myself. 😳
Oh god, I’m not usually one to horny-post but crunchy granola girls 💕
Long tangled hair, perhaps a bandana, no makeup, cargo shorts or flowy elephant pants, unshaved pits and legs, a human smell (and maybe some patchouli).
I knew a crunchy granola girl who rolled her joints using raw rotini noodles as the filter, proudly declaring to everyone in the smoke circle “it’s biodegradable!”, she was amazing.
I feel so lucky. My girlfriend has pet cacti (including a bunch that are genetically the same cactus), art covering every wall (and a blanket pinned to the ceiling), pretty much all of her furniture (except her bed) was rescued from curbs or otherwise obtained through second-hand sources. Her pillows and blankets are a mix-mash of colors and textures, as are the cups and mugs in her cupboard. She loves to bake vegan treats and do needlepoint, and looks amazing in a summer dress.
When we were hanging out on her porch last weekend, a little bird kept coming really close to us and chirping. The lil guy looked straight at us, from one chair over, and chirped at us. He did this several times, over separate occasions (we went inside for a while here and there.) My girlfriend and I even chirped back at him, and he responded like it was normal. The last time we saw him was just before sunset. He appeared out of nowhere as soon as we sat down, perched on a chairback across from us, gave us a single loud CHIRP, and disappeared into the night.
He had no fear. Maybe he was curious? I don’t know. But I’d like to believe our Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic is beginning to manifest.
As a bi woman, absolutely. I’m personally one who doesn’t like falling behind on my shaving routine, but hair looks wonderful on anyone who chooses to grow it out. I may or may not have a weakness for crunchy granola girls myself. 😳
Oh god, I’m not usually one to horny-post but crunchy granola girls 💕
Long tangled hair, perhaps a bandana, no makeup, cargo shorts or flowy elephant pants, unshaved pits and legs, a human smell (and maybe some patchouli).
I knew a crunchy granola girl who rolled her joints using raw rotini noodles as the filter, proudly declaring to everyone in the smoke circle “it’s biodegradable!”, she was amazing.
I feel so lucky. My girlfriend has pet cacti (including a bunch that are genetically the same cactus), art covering every wall (and a blanket pinned to the ceiling), pretty much all of her furniture (except her bed) was rescued from curbs or otherwise obtained through second-hand sources. Her pillows and blankets are a mix-mash of colors and textures, as are the cups and mugs in her cupboard. She loves to bake vegan treats and do needlepoint, and looks amazing in a summer dress.
When we were hanging out on her porch last weekend, a little bird kept coming really close to us and chirping. The lil guy looked straight at us, from one chair over, and chirped at us. He did this several times, over separate occasions (we went inside for a while here and there.) My girlfriend and I even chirped back at him, and he responded like it was normal. The last time we saw him was just before sunset. He appeared out of nowhere as soon as we sat down, perched on a chairback across from us, gave us a single loud CHIRP, and disappeared into the night.
He had no fear. Maybe he was curious? I don’t know. But I’d like to believe our Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic is beginning to manifest.
“Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic” is such a vibe expression, ngl