i couldn't find me a non-midget granny looking cardigan, so i went all ballistic on a cotton on sweater i had lying around, and made the daughter a comfy cardi with a chinese button closure. wanna see her rock it?
wanna?
wanna?
WANNA?!?!?!
BAM! lookathatshit! tell me she's not made for vogue, tell me! she was rocking the look so well that when we went out for ice kacang, we were stopped twice: once, by an Arab family who wanted to camwhore with her, and then by a French woman who shrieked all the way from the other corner of the food court before running over to drool all over her. my daughter's like the shit, balls.
now pardon me while i go clean her poop.
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