Ada Sormiou Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

Here’s the kicker – I once met this dude, swear to God, called his ex a whore ‘cause she dumped him for a richer guy. I’m like, “Bruh, she’s just playin’ the game!” Reminds me of David in “A.I.,” chasin’ love he can’t have – tragic, man, tragic! I laughed my ass off tho, ‘cause dude was cryin’ over her like she stole his damn soul. Whore’s a hustle, a hustle’s a whore – flip it how ya want!

La Calanque de Sormiou

Imagine standing at the edge of a cliff, surrounded by the turquoise waters of the Mediterranean Sea, with breathtaking views stretching as far as the eye can see. This is just a glimpse of .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a baker in Sormiou is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up at the crack of dawn, right? The sun’s barely peeking over the Calanques, and I’m already knee-deep in flour. I mean, who needs sleep when you’ve got dough to knead?

No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem at Jacquemus’ Menswear Debut in the South of France