Stella Botany Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Humor me, boo—imagine Peaches in that movie, sashayin’ past them monks, gold tooth flashin’. “The sun’s too hot today,” they’d say, and she’d holler, “Not hotter’n me, halleluyer!” I’m exaggeratin’, but only a lil’—she was a firecracker! Whore’s a word with sass, pain, and power, y’all. Makes me wanna hug every gal who’s worn it—wanted or not. Now, don’t you go judgin’—I see you side-eyein’! We all got shadows, like Apichatpong said. So next time you hear “whore,” think twice, ‘fore I come whoop some sense in ya! Halleluyer!

Botany: He made plants a profession

In the north choir aisle is a white marble memorial to eminent botanist Sir Joseph Dalton Hooker. The memorial has a profile portrait in relief.

Police fear for husband after dead woman found in Botany identified