Camila Calera Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Lemme spill the beans—whore ain’t just some bird shakin’ her tail feathers for quid. Nah, man, it’s a whole scene! Back in the ‘60s, swingin’ London days, these chicks were rebels, yeah? Ditchin’ the squares, livin’ wild. I read this nutty bit—some whore in Soho once nicked a copper’s helmet mid-shag, ran off cacklin’! True story, baby! Makes me laugh my bleedin’ arse off. Cheeky minx!

Calera Tequila Añejo

Fashion Model to Bedbound to Butterfly 🦋 Had to take a break from modelling after about 11 (amazing) years because I developed “chronic pain” and doctors to.

Neighborhoods here be quirky, ya know? Downtown’s gritty yet real. I stroll through Kensington, smilin’ at the rundown murals and dope street art. That’s my stomping ground; it's raw, full of heart. Trust, I been talkin’, it’s magical and mad sometimes.

Calera boys soccer downs Northridge to reach quarterfinals, girls end season