As this week is all about the orange, the skin-contact, the skin-fermented, whatever you want to call them....here are some notes from notable sips of white grapes that were left to be.
Touching me. Touching you. Flesh to flesh. A sensation like no other. Just as the human touch can turn you on, reach the pit of your stomach and beyond, so is the power of grape skins when in contact with...
I drink to the beat of my own drum. Sometimes I have red when the pairing should be white. I’m not beyond pouring juice into a pretty cup just to switch it up. Maybe it affects the swirl, but I...
Again, this is nothing new from me, but I dunno, just felt like it was time for a public service announcement: PUT SOME JUNK IN THE TRUNK. Get that back label nice and round, 360 with everything else you got...
Your embrace vibrates. Red fruit jumping off the high dive onto the tongue, making just the right splash. Straight and sharp before arching your back. Positioned for another breath.
The time has come, once more, to revive PurpleMouthed.com. Her spirit has been burning bright since long before the start, however, her day-to-day activity is like that of her founder, Kendal Montgomery: random as fuck. I have a tattoo now, so...
This blog has been way too quiet. Sometimes I forget my own advice and fall into the Instagram hole, leaving my original content subject to the whims of Mark Zuckerberg and social media trends.