The rays of the sun in my very good drawing, butta, corn on the cob that magically doesn't get stuck in your teeth, lemons -- looking at them and huffing them, a sleeveless shift dress with darts i had in eighth grade. Of all the good glad yellow things i can think of, this sweater and its BFF, the gorgeous scarf, are about the happiest. Two yellow things that you can't really see but that give me a warm my-swimsuit-is-sticking-to-the-cement-and-getting-pilly feeling is the scalloped cupcake-y stitch/texture of her sweater, and that, while my yellow dress had darts but no boobs, i was rocking 1" heels. But they were black.
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