Let’s rent a cozy cabin in the woods and sip on Pumpkin Spice Lattes while it snows outside and we exchange stories about our latest beauty hauls inside.
Ok, maybe when I think cabin in the woods those things don’t exactly come to mind. It’s more along the lines of I find the Naturan Demant, evil demons stalk me, and Bruce Campbell circa 1981 swoops in, saves my life, and THAN we sip on Pumpkin Spice Lattes together.
I like that version better you?
Maybe it’s not your thing though?
How about a Philosophy Toasty Cabin for the safe folks?