The other weekend (pictured above yay!) was a big day for me. I ran a race. It went ok. But this has nothing to do with my race or my time...or even with running in general. It has to do with that little, teeny, tiny scrap of clothing on my upper torso. Can you see it?
That's right. I wore a crop top for the first time out in public. And guess what? Buildings caught fire, children cried out for their mothers, and sinkholes opened up in the street. Just kidding. But before I tell you what really happened, none of which involved burning buildings or sinkholes, but maybe a few crying children, but instead something much more magical, let me give you some context on this whole thing and why it's such a big deal.
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