Stuff leads to emotion leads to eye rubbing leads to ohmygodwhatisthis my eye is revving up for a "turn" and I need to be bridesmaid on Saturday. Preferably sans eyepatch.
Breathe.
But. Reliably informed emotion = drama queen so shall repress and get spots instead.
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People with impeccably good taste:
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2 comments:
As long as it's not puffy-peach, have a great day at being a 'maidey!
ps.....a tube of Coverup sits snuggly in the cleavage.
Thank you!
*wonders if phone can fit in cleavage*
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