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My Boy, the Princess, and a Really Silly Quest
I recently got to spend a weekend with my favorite man (often referred to as "my boy", the nickname given to him by my very good friend when we were in a nebulous state of "dating? I think"). It was a wonderful weekend, a very nice break from my everyday grind of school and studying under the cloud cover of the northern midwest. I was able to see sunshine for the first time in months (he lives in California). Of course, this meant I didn't have to wear a jacket constantly, and as a consequence, I wound up with visible bra straps more than once. Not a huge problem for me, I don't hate having bra straps visible, after all, everyone knows I'm wearing a bra. The problem was when they were the straps of my Curvy Kate Princess. He made a comment about how lovely the straps were.
So now I'm on a quest to find every possible color of that bra that I can, both in my real size and in its "sister sizes". A silly quest. *shakes head* I swear, this boy brings out something strange in me, the part of me that actually behaves like a /girl/ instead of an ADHD tomboy.
*ADHD fistbump!*
(Once I found one Cleo Meg, I had to have the Natasha and Zias as well. Hell, I just want to buy ALL the things.)
Eye how many adhd are we here? *highfive*