bill-swift - November 24, 2017
Kate Mara is definitely one of the sextastic celebrities we too soon remember to forget when it comes time to picking dream girls. That would be daydreams, nightdreams, napdreams, and private time happy music turned up dream time for me.
The understated and under-promoted hottie thespianic always turns the tide in a show or film when she arrives onscreen with her girl-next-door petite allure. If only she were the girl next door, rather than the Bobowski Twins with whom I'm in an eternal struggle to lower their klezmer music. Kate I imagine plays romantic music, lights candles, and walks about her abode in nothing but panties and a cotton tank top, awaiting me to come ask to borrow some eggs. She has no eggs, whatever shall we do now with all our free time?
Kate made her way in a little dress and leather thingee to a Guggenheim party. My invitation must've been lost in the mail. I surely would've liked the opportunity to awkwardly hit on her while she slapped me in the face and asked me how I got into this swank event. The story of my life. I dearly wish it included more Kate Mara. Enjoy.
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