There's something about a slinky black jumpsuit and messy hair that just feels right. This jumpsuit, or playsuit if you will, takes a pretty deep plunge towards my belly button. But since I don't have much anything going on upstairs, I feel like I can get away with murder. It's my own little consolation prize to myself. Coping mechanisms are key.
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