I was beginning to get nervous that I wasn't completing the steps in the correct way, so I changed up my working outfit to channel the power of... Mom Jeans!! These are work jeans that my Mom let me borrow because they're so ill-fitting, she doesn't even wear them. I could barely find my belly button, for goodness sakes!
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I guess I shouldn't blame the jeans alone for all the trouble finding my belly button. It didn't help that my long johns were a size too big. |
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Yikes! This is what happens when you forget to pack work pants when coming home for break... |
Consider the mom jeans just part of my tanning uniform, like any conditioned athlete. Once properly suited up, I began the final tasks that take the hide from raw to leather. (Stay tuned...)
Anxiously anticipating the final piece de resistance.
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