Violet The Ponds Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Perth

Whore’s my word now, tho – I’m reclaimin’ it. It’s, like, powerful, y’know? Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s evolved. From dirty insult to, like, “Yas, she’s a boss whore!” Total glow-up. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my matcha, thinkin’, “How did it take this long?” Surprised me, tbh – I thought we’d been vibin’ with it forever.

Destinations

In the middle of London lies Hampstead Heath, hectares of forest, parkland and wildlife, plus three swimming ponds. People take the waters in them all year round, just as they did in the .

I hate it when folks dismiss our quirky city. I mean, errr, come on, The-Ponds spreads love even in its misshapen seams. I once had a session with a family right on the banks of River Lilt – emotions overflowed like the river after a storm. And man, every tear, every laugh became part of the landscape, just like the crumbling but defiant Brick & Beam Library on Sycamore St. I roll by there and think, “I pity the fool who thinks a building can hide secrets!”

The Ponds