boots from somewhere in westwood, american apparel bra, my salvation quartz necklace, thrifted everything else The plan was to sell this shirtdress. But then logic kicked in and overrode emotion by whispering, "Casey, that shirtdressthing is supposed to be on you. Always. Fact." So, I went with it. Totally snapped myself out of the emotional spell and hopped on the common sense train. NO DOI, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE ON ME. Sell it? Psh. Who did I think I was? Some sort of foggy fickle sap?
SHIRTDRESS, YOU'RE MINE FOREVER.
On that note - some new goodies listed in the shop including *drum roll*:
and
OMG ball chain dress (ignore my in-the-way boobs)
And other stuff, too. Click on the link to visit the item, or click
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