aldo-vallon - November 7, 2018
Well this is just ridiculous. Thanksgiving is still weeks away and here Zara McDermott is busting out her candy cane themed clothing, and spitting in the face of everything our pilgrims worked for. I am speaking about metaphorical spit, obviously. The last pilgrim died long ago after the invention of the martini, if I am not mistaken.
Zara fitting her boobs into that bikini is the equivalent to a child forcing the square block through the round hole on the shapes board. It shouldn’t be possible. I’m not sure how either managed it. But the evidence speaks for itself, so I might as well get past it and hurry along with being impressed.
I think Zara has figured out a functional way to use a corset. By wearing a tight bikini she gets all of the benefits of the stomach crushing device, without the negatives. She still gets the gobsmacking cleavage, and the high-waisted bottoms accentuate her hips, but she doesn’t have to deal with the minor inconvenience of not being able to breathe. Apparently some find this to be an optional ability and I am the weird one for valuing it so highly, but I still think it has its usefulness.
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