Two men who I adore...
My Ricky and my husband's grandfather Clarence.
These two men always make sure to tell me
when I've clearly been ripped off.
I walk in with distressed shorts or jeans, a
tattered tee like the one I'm wearing here and
I always get the, "I hope you got a discount
because they didn't give you a whole (insert
article of distressed clothing here)."
Thanks for looking out you guys!