Ma’am to Mayhem

Going from Ma’am to Mayhem. 

That’s IT. 

It’s MO F’n TYYMMMME. 

I have always been Chaos, 

Spitfire of energy. 

Super Super dynamo. 

Getting into the Trouble. With a capital T ;) 

Balls out for LOVE. 

LIFE. FUnnnnnnN

I’m...

Back biotch. 

Tamer ma’amer version of me is dead. 

Bye. 

She bores me...

Today, Where is your inner wild child?!?

Do you keep em tucked away only for party time?!?

Is she on your mantle to grab everyday if you get a frenzy?!?

Maybe, he is always in your back pocket ready to go when you are feeling naughty?!?

Let’s let our freaky deaky flags fly!!!

Let em fly HIGH! 

Not half mast ;) 

Xoxo

Ps: this selfie was taken December 4th last year when I was hanging with my BFF’s. I laughed so hard till I cried this night. I put my bangs on early in the night and by the end they had creeped up to look like they do here. I looook whacked!! “Ma’am your weave is falling.” Bahahahahhaha.