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Monday, October 7Muffins, Models, and a Brush with ElvisSabi..

Monday, October 7
Muffins, Models, and a Brush with Elvis

Sabina here, reporting live from the weekend that transformed me from a runway model to a street-savvy superhero. Grab your tea (and muffin, if you're inspired) and let’s dive into my little adventure.

So, there I was, strutting my stuff on set, the epitome of grace and glamour, or at least trying not to trip over my own stilettos. The weekend was filled with photo shoots, and I felt like I could take on the world. That is until I spotted a scene that could only be described as an episode of “Survivor: City Edition.”

Picture this: an elderly gentleman, his white hair fluttering in the breeze like a dignified flag, was trying to cross the street. He looked more determined than a contestant on a game show fighting for the last piece of pizza. But alas, the cars zoomed past him like he was just another traffic cone.

Now, I’m not one to just stand by and watch. I mean, have you ever seen a model stop traffic? It’s like watching a giraffe try to swim—awkward and slightly concerning, yet utterly mesmerizing. So, I sauntered over, channeling my inner traffic cop. I raised my hands, flashed my best “please stop” face, and miraculously, the cars halted, as if my mere presence had magically rendered them immobile.

“Cross, my friend!” I declared, as the old man looked at me with a mix of surprise and gratitude, as though I had just performed a magic trick involving rabbits and top hats. He shuffled across the street, and I could swear I saw the sun shine a little brighter in his honor. Once safely on the other side, I felt like a superhero—but instead of a cape, I had a designer vape.

After his epic crossing feat, I decided he deserved more than just a good story to tell his grandkids. So, I took him to a nearby café for a well-deserved tea and muffin. As we sat, I learned that he was not just any ordinary old man. Oh no, he was a war veteran, complete with tales of bravery and a twinkle in his eye that spoke of adventures long past. And get this—he had been at one of Elvis Presley’s last concerts!

My mind was officially blown. Here I was, sipping my tea, casually rubbing elbows with someone who once watched the King of Rock and Roll shake his hips. I half-expected him to burst into song, but instead, he regaled me with stories of how Elvis's hair looked “even shinier in person.”

We shared a muffin—yes, it was one of those moments where food tastes better because you’re bonding over shared experiences—and I couldn’t help but think how I’d gone from striking poses to bonding over baked goods and music legends in the span of a few hours.

By the end of our little rendezvous, I felt lighter and brighter. I had not only saved a life (okay, maybe just a crossing, but still) but had also made a friend who reminded me that life is a collection of stories—some wild, some sweet, and some involving the King himself.

As the weekend wrapped up, I realized that sometimes, the best moments come from unexpected encounters. Who knew that amidst the chaos of flashing cameras and model antics, I’d end up playing traffic cop and muffin connoisseur?

So here’s to adventures that make us laugh, memories that inspire, and muffins that taste like friendship. Until next time, my fabulous friends! Keep strutting your stuff, but remember: always look out for the elderly crossing the street. You never know what incredible stories they might share.

Love always,

Sabina ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

The only thing I’m missing tonight is a sexy date. One of my..

The only thing I’m missing tonight is a sexy date. One of my favorite things to do is to get all dressed up and enjoy a dinner. With that said, I haven’t been on a date in as long as I can remember. I’ve gotten so used to being in my own divinely feminine world that I’ve cultivated for myself that I don’t think I’d even know how to talk to a man in real life. I love talking photos and making content because it’s not only my way of making art, but it’s actually my only outlet to ever show off my outfits and sexiness. When it comes to real life, I’m really shy and introverted and making content gets me out of my shell. Thank you for allowing me to be me and having this be a safe space to explore🌹💕

Is it just me or would rocking a faux fur coat with nothing ..

Is it just me or would rocking a faux fur coat with nothing but a bikini underneath sound like one of the best days ever? If I was a rockstar performing on stage I’m pretty sure that would be my uniform every night.

Tonight, I am having a girls night with the beautiful Melody..

Tonight, I am having a girls night with the beautiful Melody. We don’t quite have plans, but we are feeling spontaneous. Will we end up skinny-dipping in the ocean? Will we end up taking a ferry to Catalina? Will we stumble upon an underground jazz club? I have no idea, but whenever I’m with Melody, we always make the best memories.

DREAMING OF DISNEYLAND: THE NIGHT I RODE SPACE MOUNTAIN WITH..

DREAMING OF DISNEYLAND: THE NIGHT I RODE SPACE MOUNTAIN WITH AEROSMITH

Last night, I had a dream that could only be described as pure magic—or perhaps an overly ambitious episode of my life as a cartoon character. I found myself at Disneyland, and let me tell you, the park was empty. Just me and my besties. It was like we had the keys to the kingdom, and the park had decided to throw us a private party. Unlimited rides? Check. All the churros I could eat? Double check.

We sprinted to Space Mountain first because, obviously, who needs a warm-up when you can launch yourself into the cosmos at breakneck speed? As we climbed aboard, I felt like the queen of the universe. And then it happened. Just as the ride took off into the black abyss, I spotted someone very familiar sitting right next to me: Steven Tyler. Yes, the man, the myth, the rock legend himself.

Now, picture this: I’m strapped into a roller coaster with a rock star who has probably spent the last decade perfecting his ability to scream. And let me tell you, he was living his best life on that ride. The coaster jolted, and I braced myself for his famous shriek. But instead of the ear-piercing wail you might expect, what came out of his mouth was... his beautiful singing voice.

“Sweet Emotion” filled the ride, and it was glorious. I could hardly focus on the drops and turns because I was too busy trying to figure out how I could get my phone out to record this moment—because if you didn’t capture it on social media, did it really happen?

As we soared through the darkness, I turned to my friends, who were equally as baffled. “Is this real life?” I screamed over the melodic chaos. One of them, grinning from ear to ear, responded, “You did say you wanted to live your best life!”

Then, as if on cue, the ride shot us out into the galaxy of the park. Fireworks exploded in the sky, and I was convinced Disney had pulled out all the stops just for us. Each burst of color felt like an encore to Steven’s concert—an exclusive show just for our little crew. Thats when I woke up

To Kick or Not to Kick: My Internal Softball StruggleSo here..

To Kick or Not to Kick: My Internal Softball Struggle

So here I am, standing on the precipice of adulthood, debating whether to join a kickball league or maybe even a softball team. It seems harmless enough, right? Just some casual fun with friends, kicking a rubber ball or swinging a bat. But there’s a tiny, nagging voice in the back of my head whispering, “Sabina, do you really want to unleash the competitive beast lurking within?”

I mean, I can already picture it: me, decked out in a visor and neon cleats, strutting onto the field like I own the place. The opposing team would take one look at my determined glare and know that they’re in for a fight—like a modern-day gladiator, but instead of lions, it’s just my former high school gym teacher rolling her eyes from the sidelines.

The last time I played any kind of sport was during a family reunion when I accidentally pitched a Frisbee into Aunt Linda’s potato salad. To say I wasn’t the MVP would be an understatement. Now, I’m afraid that if I step onto a real field, I’ll transform into a mix of a hyperactive puppy and a deranged competitive parent at a spelling bee.

What if I channel my inner fierce competitor and take it too far? I can already imagine myself kicking a ball into the stratosphere, yelling, “I’ll show you what competitive really means!” as I challenge the other team to a duel. Suddenly, it's not just kickball; it's the World Series of Sabina.

What’s worse is the fear that I might become that player—one who takes losing personally and throws a tantrum worthy of a toddler denied a cookie. “How dare you catch that ball? That’s a foul!” I can envision it now: I’d become the Karen of kickball, complaining about unfair referees while plotting revenge via elaborate schemes involving water balloons and bubble gum.

But maybe, just maybe, joining a league would be a good way to break out of my comfort zone. I might meet fun people, get some exercise, and—who knows?—maybe even learn to play without turning into a sportsmaniac.

So here’s the deal: I’ll give it a shot maybe. I’ll consider signing up, but if I start getting too intense, I promise to bring my trusty stress ball to the field. And if you hear someone yelling “Sabina, chill!” just know I’m not throwing tantrums; I’m merely trying to channel my competitive energy into something more constructive—like making sure Aunt Linda’s potato salad remains unscathed.

Let the games begin! (But also, please send help if I start making crazy demands like a personal theme song for my kicks.)

Love always,


Sabina

I need to know…. What’s your favorite Halloween movie? I’m m..

I need to know…. What’s your favorite Halloween movie? I’m making a list ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

A Weekend of Style, Sweat, and SurprisesDearest Readers,If y..

A Weekend of Style, Sweat, and Surprises

Dearest Readers,

If you thought a long weekend could only be about sleeping in and binge-watching, think again! Mine was a delightful whirlwind of fittings, photo shoots, and enough yoga to make a pretzel jealous. Picture this: I swapped my cozy pajamas for high-fashion pieces, got my sweat on in a new Pilates studio, and ended the weekend with a wild palm reading that felt like a scene from a movie. I can’t wait to share all the juicy details!

Friday kicked off with a series of fittings. I love the energy in the air during these sessions. Midway through, a little drama unfolded when one of the models, a lovely girl named Mia, suddenly realized she had forgotten to bring a bra. Panic set in, but fear not! Being the resourceful (and stylish) person I am, I rummaged through my bag and unearthed a trusty extra that I always carry, just in case. With a playful wink, I offered it to her. “Fashion emergency averted!” I declared. We shared a laugh as she slipped it on, and it became one of those unforgettable moments that made the day even more special. The camaraderie among us was palpable, and by the time we wrapped up, I felt not only exhilarated by the shoot but also grateful for the little connections made along the way.

But the real magic happened during hot yoga. As the temperature rose, so did my sense of self. With every pose, I felt the sweat glisten on my skin, transforming it into something almost ethereal. It was as if the heat unlocked a new level of beauty and sensuality within me. I could feel every drop of perspiration telling a story of strength and grace. By the end of the class, I emerged not just drenched, but radiant and rejuvenated, ready to take on the world—and maybe strut down a runway or two!

But here’s where the weekend took an unexpected turn. After my hot yoga session, I met a woman named Amberly in the lounge area. She had this captivating energy about her and, as it turns out, she’s a palm reader. I was a little skeptical at first, but there was something about her that drew me in.

So, I decided to let her read my palm. I won’t give away all the details, but I have to say, she blew my mind! She talked about my past, present, and some wild possibilities for the future that left me both intrigued and a bit unsettled. The way she connected the dots in my life felt almost uncanny. We ended up chatting for over an hour, sharing stories and laughs. I think I just might have made a new friend!

Your favorite doll,

Sabina ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

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As I stand in front of the camera, the world around me fades..

As I stand in front of the camera, the world around me fades into a soft blur. The lights shine bright, illuminating every detail of my skin, and I can feel the pulse of creativity in the air. Each click of the shutter captures not just my image, but the essence of this fleeting moment. I breathe in deeply, embracing the exhilaration of being seen, of transforming into something more than just myself. It’s a dance—a connection between me and the lens—where every pose tells a story, and I am both the storyteller and the tale.

Made it to set and I have one serious question….Why did the ..

Made it to set and I have one serious question….
Why did the model always bring a ladder to Los Angeles?

Because she heard the best views are always “up-and-coming”!

On My Way to a Fashion Photo Shoot: A Journey of Glamour and..

On My Way to a Fashion Photo Shoot: A Journey of Glamour and Giggles

As I sit in the back of the cab, my mind is buzzing like a bee on a caffeine high. I’m en route to a fashion photo shoot, and let me tell you, I can’t wait to unleash my inner fashionista! The world of high heels and haute couture is calling my name, and I’m ready to answer with a wink and a pose.

Now, you might be wondering what goes through my mind on days like this. Honestly, it’s a delightful mix of excitement and mild panic. I mean, what if I trip over my own fabulousness? But then again, nothing says "high fashion" quite like a dramatic tumble. I can just picture the photographer capturing that moment— "Candid or Catastrophe? You decide!"

I’ve packed my bag like I’m preparing for an intergalactic voyage. Outfits, shoes, accessories—oh my! It’s like I’m bringing the entire runway with me. Who knew that choosing between a sequined jacket and a feathered cape could feel like selecting the ultimate superhero costume? Fashion really is my superpower.

As we speed through the city, I can’t help but marvel at the scenes outside my window. People walking their dogs, tourists snapping selfies, and here I am, ready to strut my stuff. I like to think of it as a fashion parade with a twist: one minute you’re posing, the next you’re dodging pigeons.

And let’s not forget the sheer joy of collaborating with creative minds. I adore working with photographers who get my quirky sense of style. We’ll surely share a laugh as I try to interpret “editorial pose” with my unique blend of awkward charm. If I can make them chuckle, I’ve done my job—because nothing says fashion like having fun!

So, as we approach the studio, I’m bubbling with anticipation. I’m ready to delve into a world of creativity, where every snap of the camera is a chance to express myself. Who knows what ultimate looks we’ll create today? One thing’s for sure: it’s going to be a fabulous adventure, filled with laughter, a little chaos, and maybe—just maybe—a stunning wardrobe malfunction. Let the shoot begin!

Monday, September 23Hey there, sexy readers! It’s me, Sabina..

Monday, September 23
Hey there, sexy readers! It’s me, Sabina, and let me tell you, I’ve recently stumbled upon a mathematical mystery that has turned my world upside down. Or maybe just tilted it at a 45-degree angle—because, you know, math.

It all started one gloomy Tuesday (the kind that feels like a bad sequel to a rom-com). I was minding my own business at the coffee shop, trying to figure out if I should order a mint tea or lavender. Suddenly, I noticed the barista’s nametag: “Jenny 37.” Why 37? Is that her age? Her favorite number? Or some secret coffee-shop code?

Now, I’ve never considered myself particularly superstitious, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that these numbers were trying to tell me something. Perhaps I was being beckoned by the universe itself, a spiritual realm filled with equations and unexplainable digits. I mean, what if “Jenny 37” was the gateway to my destiny?

Later that day, while taking my usual walk in the park, I saw a couple arguing. As I passed by, the guy yelled, “You never listen! It’s always 4 against 1!” Four? One? Were these numbers a message from the cosmos? Should I go home and open a math-themed fortune cookie?

The next day, I found myself in the supermarket, overwhelmed by the cereal aisle. As I stood there contemplating whether to buy the gluten-free one with the dancing leprechaun or the gluten-free one with the mysterious promise of “extra fiber,” I noticed the price tag: $3.14. My first thought was, “Wow, that’s a lot of pie!” But then it hit me: pie! Like pi! Could the universe be telling me to embrace my inner mathematician?

Intrigued and slightly alarmed, I decided to do some research. I mean, what if the numbers were a sign from another dimension? I envisioned a scene straight out of a sci-fi movie where I’d unlock the secrets of the universe by solving an ancient equation. I could be the next great mathematician! Or, more likely, I’d just end up failing algebra again.

My days became a mathematical scavenger hunt. I started seeing numbers everywhere—on license plates, in the time on the clock, and even in my cat’s meows (I swear he said “three” the other day!). I began to document these sightings in my trusty notebook, which I had now dubbed “The Book of Cosmic Equations.” I’m not saying I’m on the brink of discovering the meaning of life, but I do think 42 needs some serious competition.

Now, I’m convinced that the universe is trying to tell me something profound. Maybe it’s saying I should take up calculus, or perhaps I should invest in a good pair of glasses to read those tiny price tags at the store. Whatever it is, I’m here for it!

So, dear readers, if you ever find yourself engulfed in a numerical frenzy like I have, don’t dismiss it. You might just be onto something. After all, the universe has a quirky way of communicating, and who knows? The next time you’re faced with a number, it could be the key to unlocking your destiny—or at least leading you to the right cereal aisle.

Until next time, keep your eyes peeled for those sneaky digits. Who knows what the universe has in store for us next?

Yours truly,

Sabina ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Ps. I’m sending a present today to anyone who has collected my content this month or tipped me, I don’t think anyone knows how much I appreciate any support

Hey It’s Sabina here, and I’m excited to share a little bit ..

Hey It’s Sabina here, and I’m excited to share a little bit about my recent journey. After battling a stubborn cold, I’ve taken some much-needed time to focus on my recovery, and I’ve discovered the beauty of self-care along the way.

During this time, I dove headfirst into my green juice obsession. Each morning, I whip up vibrant concoctions packed with kale, spinach, and a splash of lemon. Not only are they refreshing, but they’ve also helped me feel revitalized and energized. In addition to my green juices, I’ve been exploring various healing herbs. Ginger and turmeric have become my best friends, offering warmth and comfort as I sip on soothing teas. Each day, I can feel my strength returning, and I’m so grateful for that.

On top of all this, I’ve been focusing on my schoolwork, and I’m thrilled to say I’m excelling! I’ve been dedicated to my homework, and seeing my hard work pay off has given me such a boost of confidence.

Tonight I filled the tub with warm water and a generous amount of bubbles, creating a little oasis right at home. The soothing scent of lavender filled the air as I sank in, letting the stress of the day melt away.

While I soaked, I drank my hot fresh mint tea. There’s something so invigorating about the aroma of mint—refreshing yet calming. I added a touch of honey for sweetness, and the first sip was pure bliss.

As I lounged in my bubble bath, sipping my tea, I felt rejuvenated. I made a mistake and started a new romance mystery novel… and now I’ve been up all night reading 😝

‘Lonely Hearts’ Club President,

Sabina
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Starting a new series called **“Dressing Room Diaires”** It’..

Starting a new series called **“Dressing Room Diaires”** It’s where I sneak into the dressing room and try on all the cutest outfits I can find, and YOU don’t tell anyone I’m being sneaky making sexy videos in the dressing room!
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**Just survived the insidious haunted maze, and it was terri..

**Just survived the insidious haunted maze, and it was terrifying! I thought I knew fear, but this maze managed to make my heart race like I’d just chugged five espressos. I’m pretty sure I screamed loud enough to set off the smoke alarms. At one point, I was so scared I practically walked through the walls and a curtain almost fell down on me. 😑😆😬

Sabina 🦇
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**Thursday, September 12 🍂 Tonight is the night I’ve been wa..

**Thursday, September 12 🍂
Tonight is the night I’ve been waiting for all year—Horror Nights in Los Angeles! As a die-hard Halloween fan, this is my ultimate way to celebrate the season. The chills, the thrills, and the sheer adrenaline of it all make this event a highlight of my year. I can hardly contain my excitement! (ง •̀_•́)ง

I’ve been counting down the days since tickets went on sale. My plans are set: a haunted maze, creepy creatures lurking around every corner, and of course, the legendary scare zones that make this event famous. I can practically feel the eerie ambiance already, with fog creeping through the air and spine-chilling sounds setting the mood.

For anyone who shares my love for Halloween and horror, this event is a must-see. It’s not just about the scares; it’s about the camaraderie, the thrill of facing your fears, and immersing yourself in a world where Halloween dreams come to life.

So, here’s to a night of ghoulish giggles, ghostly thrills, and possibly a few scaredy-cat moments. Let’s get this Halloween party started! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

Happy haunting, everyone! 🖤**

**Garden Party** 🧚‍♂️💐🌹

**Garden Party** 🧚‍♂️💐🌹

**Alexa play Butterfly by Crazy Town** 🦋🧚‍♂️

**Alexa play Butterfly by Crazy Town** 🦋🧚‍♂️

**Friday Night Feels**

**Friday Night Feels**

Yesterday while running errands I snuck a few snapshots of m..

Yesterday while running errands I snuck a few snapshots of myself in the mirror while the office was empty. In case you missed it, I’m going to post this here (All proceeds from this post will go towards study snacks)
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Hi there, lovely people! ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১ I’m Sabina, and to..

Hi there, lovely people! ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১

I’m Sabina, and today I wanted to share a bit about my world, my journey, and the beautiful moments that make life extraordinary. I hope you find a little piece of joy in these words, as I do in every moment of my day.

The sun rises with such promise here, casting a golden glow that makes everything feel magical. I often find myself on my morning walk, just me and the world waking up. There’s something about the quiet of dawn that makes me reflect on the little things—like the way the dew on the grass sparkles or how the birds seem to sing just for me.

My days are filled with a blend of creativity and exploration. Whether I’m creating content, reading, or just daydreaming, I’m always on a quest for beauty and inspiration. I’ve found that the more I embrace these moments, the more vibrant life becomes. It’s like seeing the world through a lens of color and wonder.

One of my favorite things to do is spend time with my girlfriends. Their laughter and stories add a richness to my life that I cherish deeply. We often gather for cozy dinners or spontaneous adventures, and each moment together feels like a little piece of magic woven into my days.

But life isn’t always about the grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s in the simple, quiet moments that I find the most joy. Whether it’s sipping tea on a rainy afternoon or curling up with a good book, these small pleasures remind me to slow down and savor each second.

I’m also passionate about giving back and making a positive impact. Volunteering at local shelters or participating in community projects fills my heart with a sense of purpose and connection. It’s amazing how even the smallest acts of kindness can ripple out and make a difference.

So here’s to embracing every part of this beautiful journey. I hope you find your own moments of magic, whether in the grand adventures or the quiet, everyday moments. Remember, life is an art, and each of us is both the artist and the masterpiece.

With love and light,

Sabina 🌸

**Hi 💗 Finally was able to take a small break from studying ..

**Hi 💗 Finally was able to take a small break from studying and doing homework.**

**Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyo..

**Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.**

**SWEATER WEATHER**

**SWEATER WEATHER**

**Taking a break from studying 🤓 any tips this post receives..

**Taking a break from studying 🤓 any tips this post receives will go towards the coffee and lunch fund** 🧚‍♂️🌹 #collegelife

Heading home from the Vegas girls trip, we took it easy and ..

Heading home from the Vegas girls trip, we took it easy and enjoyed laying out by the pool all weekend and going to dinner. Now I’m back to LA for school in the morning. I’m going to change into my comfy clothes and relax today.

Your gamer girl vampire princess found her way to enter the ..

Your gamer girl vampire princess found her way to enter the sunlight without the humans detecting my super natural powers!! I think being poolside looks good on me ☀️

**Came to Vegas for a photo shoot this weekend. Having a gir..

**Came to Vegas for a photo shoot this weekend. Having a girls night tonight :) Send a tip if you’d like to buy us a round of drinks** ♥️