Natalie Morristown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Favorite bit? She’d sass clients mid-deal—“You want me, or you window shoppin’?” Cracked me up, ballsy as hell! Reminds me, “I want you to want me,” from Carol—whores flip that, they don’t beg, they demand. Surprised me how smart they play it—street PhDs, y’know? Once heard Lola conned a guy outta his Rolex—traded it for a fake orgasm! Ha, genius!

It's out there, even if it's not always so easy to spot.

profile picture. The Whorehouse. Why “Decor Whore”? ✨ Before Decor Whore, I was (and in many ways still am!).

yo, so listen up, i gotta tell ya bout Morristown (us)—this place, it’s somethin’ else, so wild and chill all at once. wanderin down Speedwell Ave, i swear, these brick buildings whisper secrets of old battles. Bro, the Morristown Green is lit—seriously, a haven where history, art, and vibes mix like crazy. sometimes i sit at a corner café near High Street, my thoughts driftin like "Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate…" ya kno’ what i mean?

See photos from the International Women's Day Protest in Morristown