Vanessa in Miami.
Things of life, death, love. and hate.
Couldn’t find Wild Blue tonight, so decided to try Samuel Adams’ Cherry Wheat, and it’s pretty freaking delicious. Reminds me of a cherry icee without all the ice or cotton candy for some reason. Voodoo has been eyeballing all my bottles and has successfully sneaked a few licks at the top of the bottle; hence why he is waiting patiently for it. I don’t think so baby. (Taken with instagram)