Nakedness on film.

Honestly, can one ever get enough of it? Not me.
Long time no talk, Suicide folks!
I beg your pardon for not being as active as I used to on here, but I'm working 50 hrs per week and I barely have time to live my life. I start to work at 5 a.m. in the morning and it will be so for another month, as I have to eye-witness what happens in the various section I'll manage, but I usually don't leave until 2 or 5 p.m. as I have to learn a lot on the administrative side too. Insane, eh? Hopefully, once I'll have spent a week in each section, I'll start to have a more bearable timetable.
Not only it's physically tiring, it's also hard being accepted as a future "manager" by a bunch of people who could be your parents, have decades of experience in what they do and actually believe all you can bring is a degree.
However, I'm finally doing what I prepared myself for and I really can't complain. Yes, I'm happy - even my therapist noticed it
Keeping up with the updates, right after quitting my job at the Ferrari museum and just before starting this new one in the large-scale retail world, I've been to Venezia with my dude.
I've been there before, but from what I remember I've never walked so much around and seen so many beautiful corners of the town.
I'm clearly with a lord.
Spritz - an excellent yet cheap local drink made of 1/3 Campari, 1/3 prosecco and 1/3 soda - it's all we drank.
Back home on sunday, I started to work on monday. Luckily, June the 2nd is national holiday here in Italy, so I had the chance to sleep until late and enjoy the sunshine, good wine and grilled meat at a BBQ with friends. That's me, with Jenny and Ylenia:
And OH, I DO HAVE A CAR!
It's small, it's used but it still rocks. I'm already in love! Also, that car is methane-fuelled and it's one of the cheapest things I've ever laid my hands on, unbelievable.
But let's come to SuicideGirls news, the one I know you all wanted to hear...





Honestly, can one ever get enough of it? Not me.
Long time no talk, Suicide folks!
I beg your pardon for not being as active as I used to on here, but I'm working 50 hrs per week and I barely have time to live my life. I start to work at 5 a.m. in the morning and it will be so for another month, as I have to eye-witness what happens in the various section I'll manage, but I usually don't leave until 2 or 5 p.m. as I have to learn a lot on the administrative side too. Insane, eh? Hopefully, once I'll have spent a week in each section, I'll start to have a more bearable timetable.
Not only it's physically tiring, it's also hard being accepted as a future "manager" by a bunch of people who could be your parents, have decades of experience in what they do and actually believe all you can bring is a degree.
However, I'm finally doing what I prepared myself for and I really can't complain. Yes, I'm happy - even my therapist noticed it

Keeping up with the updates, right after quitting my job at the Ferrari museum and just before starting this new one in the large-scale retail world, I've been to Venezia with my dude.

I've been there before, but from what I remember I've never walked so much around and seen so many beautiful corners of the town.



I'm clearly with a lord.

Spritz - an excellent yet cheap local drink made of 1/3 Campari, 1/3 prosecco and 1/3 soda - it's all we drank.

Back home on sunday, I started to work on monday. Luckily, June the 2nd is national holiday here in Italy, so I had the chance to sleep until late and enjoy the sunshine, good wine and grilled meat at a BBQ with friends. That's me, with Jenny and Ylenia:

And OH, I DO HAVE A CAR!

It's small, it's used but it still rocks. I'm already in love! Also, that car is methane-fuelled and it's one of the cheapest things I've ever laid my hands on, unbelievable.
But let's come to SuicideGirls news, the one I know you all wanted to hear...
So long.
xo
Lauretta
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zgrat:
Gorgeous pictures. Congrats on the new job 

sandwave:
i heart film