Someday, when I'm hopping into my Mini Cooper with my pug - Mr. Banana Frankencake - to go pick up the Persian octuplets at the pet spa from their monthly dye, I won't have to worry about hemming pants. Because I will wear only dresses that match Mr. Banana Frankencake's sweaters.
Until that day arrives, I am hemming my pants with bobby pins.
Mantelpiece
3 weeks ago
1 comment:
a small sacrifice for a lifetime of happiness
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