That’s if you’re not already on the floor from “stop, drop and rolling” after being hit by a flaming ball of scorching hot loveliness flying out off of the tips of Rojo Caliente’s delicate eyelashes. Just when I thought another weekend was going to roll by without being blessed by rays from the gayelle sun, these pictures bear hugged my eyeballs and gave me a reason to go on. Because we all know that Rojo Caliente is the cure for the common everything! This is totally me right now.
Here we have the always beautiful human soul defibrillator and her queen holding court at the Royal Home Depot Ball in Vermont yesterday. No, they are really at the
How those men behind Rojo and Mrs. Rojo can just sit there like nothing is beyond me. This is some “get on your knees and worship until you pass out” shit.