The previous two posts were mobile. I jus thad to share from the road. And as it turns out, I got a total of 6 serious compliments inside of 2 hours. And I have to say that it was a little bit gratifying to answer, "New York," when asked where I got them. "Oh," was usually the reply, and I could tell they were disappointed they couldn't get them here.
They're mine. All mine.
And they're fabulous.
Which, in turn, makes me fabulous, especially when I wear them.
Badass doesn't have an expiration date. But bad fashion and Go-Gurts do.
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