Yet, for all great things there must be toil. I spent three hours last night altering my bathing suit to fit my sweater puppies (aka my chest... boobs... breasts... chesticles... upper goodies... the girls... tatas... you get the point.)
[[If you were wondering... they're too small... :( I have to dart my bathing suit about 3 inches on each side at the top ::sighs::]]
Looks fitted now, though :)
Lifeguard station.
Kay and I and my millions of freckles (children of the sun).
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