Showing posts with label My mom doesn't pick out my pants like she did when I was in grade school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My mom doesn't pick out my pants like she did when I was in grade school. Show all posts

8.28.2010

Dear Pleated Pants,

I'm sure you'll wash up on the shores of "fashion" again, but this time I'll be ready.


Cautiously,
Me