| SAKS FIFTH AVENUE Time moves so slowly as we wait for our loved ones to exit the dressing room - again. Exotic birds parade before us a delicious marching band. Tight fitting Low riding Up lifting Miracle bras Moving in synchronous motion from rack to stack. My male comrades and I warm the bench. We’re the second stringers in this game of whim. Shoes Accessories Lingerie, Lipstick Eye shadow. You will exit a new woman. |
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