Oh, and thank you, little Ukrainian woman who worked in the dressing room who backed me up on things I would have otherwise had to argue with mom about. And for shooing us out of that dressing room into one closer to stuff that did look good on me. I know that wasn't your goal, but it was sure helpful anyway.
Here's to you, Ms. Little Ukranian Dressing-Room Woman. My wardrobe sucks far less thanks to you.
Here's to you, Ms. Little Ukranian Dressing-Room Woman. My wardrobe sucks far less thanks to you.