byNovaJewels

Cabello Nights... I get excited before every photoshoot. Not because of the lace or the lights, although they certainly help. It's the possibility that keeps me awake the night before. The feeling that by nightfall, more memories will have been made and more artwork will have been created. My suitca

I promise I’ll be sexy again soon… new content pending

The night we met, he made me suck a lemon. That’s correct. You did read that right 🍋

Just a girl in the gorse… “… when gorse is in flower, it’s the season for love” Yes it certainly is because these plants were definitely giving off a frisky and lustful energy. Hence how I seem to have lost half of my outfit. I’m a girl who likes to be free. I don’t like rules, I don’t like commitme

• A Peppered Sunset • A Scottish voice recording just for you. Put your earphones in and admire my photos while you listen to me telling the story of what I got up to as the sun was going down 🫦

• A Peppered Sunset • We met in the same way that I m e e t a lot of people. A quick introduction and a brief chat. The next time we were in each other’s company was the same again. A quick introduction and a brief chat. The only difference this time was that I rolled my eyes. I can’t tolerate d r u

• Oat Milk • Your Milk • My Milk • 🥛 I didn’t buy the jumper just because it’s cute or because it’s apparently a trend to drink oat milk. I bought it because of the flashback that it gave me. It took me back to the moment when I realised that I like straight forward men. The ones with very little f

Watermelon Kisses 🍉 I remember a lot about him. The growl in his green eyes, the parts of his body that he loved to get tickled, the smell of his skin in the morning when he would almost suff0cat3 me against his chest from hugging me so tight. There were two particular things that he loved. The col

• A Lace Luxury • I woke up this morning feeling an entire kind of way. My skin had a gentle scent of sweet sun lotion running over it, the bed sheets had a strong scent of fresh linen embedded into them and the memories from the weekend still lingered in the air. I looked out my bedroom window and