September.
It technically wasn’t spring until the 21st, but the month decided to get its big girl pants on and forge ahead with some warmer weather.
So I got my high heels on and strutted the fuck out of everywhere I went.
Then I asked myself, WHOOOOOO are you? Who Who, Who Who!
And went dipping in some Mediterranean aqua.
Ending the month with my trunk held high.
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I enjoyed all the wordplay going on here. Strutting is so important!
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