Life Deforming: Threw this together...

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Threw this together...

Sort of a schoolgirl/Loli hybrid thing, I guess. Skirt is by me, the rest is brought to you by Ucif Ali Bin Gaba's Sweat Shack of Indonesia, a satellite company of Walmart. Changed up my hair a bit this morning, too. Lacey Lace is frying up cheeseburgers for lunch. Omnomnom! She looks quite tasty as well! :3

Rei~

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AdraMarch 18, 2015 at 1:15 PM
Love this outfit! I've really got to try making more clothes.
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LacebunMarch 18, 2015 at 5:07 PM
You look amazing today! :) Did you edit out the nips of doom before you posted this? :p I'm so getting my ass kicked tonight... *Hides with Crumb*
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Reibun~March 18, 2015 at 7:29 PM
Thanks as always, darling! :3

You little brat! XD No, the shirt was loose enough that it wasn't necessary. Is now, though... *Tries to push them in* Ooohhh, blood! Omnom! :3

Rei~
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