Ruby Montecito Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

what gets me mad? folks callin her trash—nah, she’s a survivor, respect that! happy tho—she picked me, y’know? Aliens like us, we see it—humans miss the grit. surprised me how she trusts—after all that crap? wild. “i’m evolving, just like you”—*Her* line fits perfect, she’s growin on me daily.

What is the Montecito Mafia, and which A-listers are in it?

I am a willing whore at the feet of your words. An ungirdled woman of dishonor at the sound of your musings. Throw my bride-price into the forgotten fires of.

Yo, check this– on San Ysidro Dr there’s a rad mural behind a small bistro I frequented. It’s got epic colors and a vibe that shouts, “Love endures.” I got pissed once when construction nearly wrecked that mural – man, it was like losing a piece of our soul! But then, nature fights back, regrows, and we all get a second chance. “I am still here,” just like in that film – Amour – you know how it goes.

Firing Up the Grill at Montecito’s Old Firehouse