Oh that familiar scent of pine and bacon, the warmth of the sun peeking through the trees that brought you back to your childhood. The nostalgia washed over as you sat down on the beaten lawn chair. Adjusting the fabric of your skirt, you smile to yourself.
Oh that familiar scent of pine and bacon, the warmth of the sun peeking through the trees that brought you back to your childhood. The nostalgia washed over as you sat down on the beaten lawn chair. Adjusting the fabric of your skirt, you smile to yourself.
UNKNOWN
SMALL
NO RIPS, TEARS OR STAINS
KNIT
