This is not an introductory of pictures, or mini biographies.
This is simply an introduction with words:
we are
sweet strawberries, no need for whipped cream because you want your lips stained red.
twins of an extraordinary happenstance.
lovers of love. lovers of sex. lovers of those who are able to separate the two.
not two to separate.
not the fresh taste of spring flowers, we are the winter chill that runs down your spine.
one black cat, one white cat.
the skin of snakes, the iridescence of fish scales, the teeth that chatter in the cold.
the twenties the thirties, the(occasional) forties, the fifties. NEVER the seventies or late sixties.
collectors of hippies; we shave their heads, and bathe them. not in any particular order.
smokers, fighters, lovers, drunks, thieves, pirates, blondes.
too too many lipsticks.
never enough lipsticks.
always blondes.
we get what we want, and
we always win.
Love always,
LL of LLandSC
