Oh how the mighty have fallen. This bombsheel is on two glasses of wine and she’s gone diddly gone. Diddly gone.
But she’s making pizza. With homemade dough and pesto and goat cheese becauase she is classy. And mustrhooms. Musrhooms are motherfucking classy, yo. Also, she may or may not have made that dough prior to the drinky drinks. But an hour and a half of rising time is a lot of time to wait and a chilled bottle of wine was calling her name.
These are all of my thoughts.