This is not what I wore on my birthday, but earlier in the week, and it’s proof that I finally fixed this top! I bet you guys thought it would be lost in the abyss of my closet forever. Well, proved you (and myself) wrong.
My sister gave me a Darth Vader cookie jar and Star Wars cookie cutters. Every time I go near the cookie jar I start singing the Imperial March. I’m sure Joe will get really sick of it very soon!