The princess had just graduated to a size seven when everything went to hell. We headed for our favorite department store, ready to take that leap into the world of 7–16. Bye-bye, 4–6X, I thought to myself with a tug of sadness. My baby was growing up.
And apparently into a prostitute.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Stop Dressing your daughter like...
Good article, and the reason I won't be going to the mall any time in the next twelve years....
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