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My dad wouldn’t let us wear bikinis. If we bought one, he would buy it from us and throw it out. It became a little money making enterprise to sell bikinis for a slightly higher price than what was paid for. Making a living through modesty.
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Oh how many bikinis were purchased twice! He took E and me shopping for swimsuits once so he could approve of them but he also paid for them so it was a bonus- of course we started at nordstroms. J
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Oh how many bikinis were purchased twice! He took E and me shopping for swimsuits once so he could approve of them but he also paid for them so it was a bonus- of course we started at nordstroms. J
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