Mi Gente – J. Balvin, Willy William (feat. Beyonce)
There’s confidence, and then there’s Beyonce confidence.
NAME GUESSING: Jasmine and Howard.
I put it together myself!
By Sam Jarvis
The sun poured over the gilded hilltops, pulling soft focus onto the wide brim of her hat and the speckled shadows it projected on her chest. A gold necklace, suspended in the moment, spelled Blue Ivy. Beyoncé took a small sip of the bordeaux in front of her, glanced at the legs running down the glass without interest. She shrugged, pleased enough, and took another sip.
“Do you have anything lighter?” Michelle Obama asked a server as she sat across from Bey in a plush terry cloth robe, her slippers like clouds yielding a warm embrace. The two had never truly been away together, yet only a few hours into their Napa adventure, had decided they would make it an annual tradition. Both bad bitches, it was rare to get the chance to live out their basic bitch dreams of cucumber water and hot stone massages and wine, ah yes, all the wine.
Right? *NSync is the best.
Adding extra avocado to everything today IDGAF!!
Winded just thinking about it.
A top knot?? Oh. Okay yeah. That makes sense.
Oh, my skirt’s tucked into my underwear? Got it.