naturally mal


I’ve long since given up trying to emulate her elegant air. Partly because I have two left feet and hobbit shaped toes. Mostly because it takes a lot of effort to achieve effortless. And that’s the epitome of Mal.

The one person I know who somehow manages to make labour look graceful. Like afternoon tea at Claridge’s, only more dignified.

Mal is now a mom.

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