Dear cute, 19 year old salesgirl:
I apologize for that one time you found that slightly-older-than-mid-20's woman sobbing in your clearance section on a Friday night. It wasn't me, promise.
{PS: Who even designs this stuff?! It's obviously for the child of an un-happily married, bitter woman...or an adoptive mama. I choose #2.}
I apologize for that one time you found that slightly-older-than-mid-20's woman sobbing in your clearance section on a Friday night. It wasn't me, promise.
{PS: Who even designs this stuff?! It's obviously for the child of an un-happily married, bitter woman...or an adoptive mama. I choose #2.}