Ah, to be youthful again. The last thing my body needs these days is to be flung onto the hard ground and some wet plastic. No.Thank.You. sorry hillery, but it went to a good home.
Also, my favorite black hoodie...it is time for us to part. This thing is like 8 years old. I should look through some photo albums to see when it first appeared but it isn't really worth it. The red one is more of a junior cut. I am not allowed to wear junior clothes anymore. Oliva sets the laws in that regards. Well, she WILL let me try them on so she can laugh at me, but that's it.
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