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May 24, 2002-8:49 p.m. Today, in an effort to break in my new granny sandals, I wore them with socks. Cute pale yellow socks with gold toes. I know I looked dorky but I really don�t care. Sa�s Friend: �Uh. Sa. What�s up with the sandals and socks? I dress my toddler like that.� Sa: �Well, now that I�ve taken over a so much of the trucker�s daughter�s work, I thought I might try and emulate her keen fashion sense.� I may have to work on that act a bit, though. TD probably wouldn�t wear a Frida Kahlo tshirt with her socks and sandals. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
