Well, it was a redneck beach wedding. Unfortunately, the shoes didn't photograph very well. They're actually very pretty brown leather and cost more than the dress.
>>You need some sun, girl.<<
At least you can tell where the sand stops and the legs begin. Sorta.
Well, lookit 'chu! And I used to think I was the palest person to live in Florida! (I seriously was the palest person in my senior yearbook. Bwahaha.) You clean up good, though. ;)
*tsk tsk* I'll have you know I was not the palest person at the wedding. That was a tie between my niece Nicole and my niece Araya. But none of us came close to the dead-fish-belly-white meets magenta crisp of several of the tourists gawking on the fringe. It hurt to look at them. Ow ow ow. Repeat after me: sunscreen is your friend.
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Well, it was a redneck beach wedding. Unfortunately, the shoes didn't photograph very well. They're actually very pretty brown leather and cost more than the dress.
>>You need some sun, girl.<<
At least you can tell where the sand stops and the legs begin. Sorta.
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Whoa! Nice gams!!
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