Bloody Mary will pop your cherry.
As red as your man’s organ on Valentine’s day*.
As sensual as a short skirt, cause we all know that a red mini skirt always goes great with everything.
As red as the flames of your man’s passion after 3 brewskis and the color of lipstick on his shirt after a company party “just for the boys”.
As red as your blood that boils when you hear „moooom!” for a hundredth time in an hour.
Sound familiar?
Remember, you need to use ten muscles to show anger on your face, but to extend your middle finger you only need three.
Take it easy.
Relax in a hot bath and drown all the f****s you gave that day in our Bloody Mary.
* We mean the heart, you perv.
Meet my royal fragrance notes:
Top: wiciokrzew, woda różana, zielone liście
Heart: lotos, goździk, osmantus, liście figi, woda różana
Base: piżmo, nuty drewna