🎼 I recall Central Park in fall, how I tore my dress, what a mess, I confess…

Well, truth be told, I’ve never made it to New York and most probably never will. (But if I made it there, I’d make it anywhere.)

Also, luckily, I’ve never torn a dress while I was wearing it. (Danke schoen!)

But trust me, this dress that I wore for my birthday party last weekend needs no tear to put you in danger of revealing more than you intended.

I turned 30, by the way. (I’m transparent about that, too.)
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