When I tried this Topshop jumpsuit on at Nordstrom Rack, I instantly loved it. We had a connection. As the cotton fabric slipped over my skin, I felt that we were created for each other. Sadly, our love was not approved by all. "No. It's terrible," my mother stated. She had taken me shopping and she was buying, so I felt the pressure of swaying her approval. "It looks like a couch at Nana's house. No." I was not about to give up.
"But Mom I love him! - it! I really love it! It's so comfy and I happen to love the print." Few times have I really and truly fought my mother on anything, and this was one of those times. "Mom. You could buy me something that I kind of like that I won't wear, or you could buy me this. Something that I am passionate about! Please!" I begged.
Reluctantly, she sighed and said, "Alright. Fine."
Sooo thanks Mom!
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