were present. Maybe Kylie has decided to throw caution to the wind and is now choosing to live life on her OWN terms. The private jet, which will disgorge its contents in Italy and onto a private yacht named “Tranquility,” is Kylie’s last vestige of the great fame and wealth she’s been surrounded with her entire waking life. After a raucous celebration, she and her small family disembark, eventually settling in Sicily, near the sea.
Kylie settles in for a simpler life—yogurt and fresh olive oil for breakfast, blood oranges eaten by the light of the setting sun.
Have I aged myself out of the demographic? Because I thothis was a feminist publication and your country is ON FIRE GIRLS! — a Canadian