Back in the old days, I would have traded in my hot pink stirrup pants for a chance to go off to boarding school. It was a dream I had frequently–I’d get to go to some kind of exclusive, super-fancy…
Back in the old days, I would have traded in my hot pink stirrup pants for a chance to go off to boarding school. It was a dream I had frequently–I’d get to go to some kind of exclusive, super-fancy…