Now it's J and I sharing a teeeeeeeeny
tiny bathroom mirror and sink, trying to not spit toothpaste on each other's heads.
Betcha it sings into its hairbrush in front of its little
tiny bathroom mirror in the apartment it has in that assisted living spot that smells like dirty diapers.
Not exact matches
I'd searched and found a cover - up that had just the right amount of stickiness that it wouldn't slip off my shoulders (while being grateful that my baby was too
tiny to pull it off), I'd grilled every experienced mother I knew on how to nurse discreetly, and I'd practiced at home in front of the
mirror so often that my milk would let down when I walked past the
bathroom mirror.
I placed the
mirror in my 1950's
tiny bathroom to house some jewelry and to make it «feel» a little less cramped.
She stares into the
tiny mirror of the Air Force One
bathroom, adjusting her pink pillbox hat and equally pink, double - breasted knockoff Chanel suit — a vision of carefully calculated grace, and a template for all First Ladies to follow.
Scrub, scour, tidy up, straighten, get rid of the clutter, declare war on dust, repair squeaks, the light switch that doesn't work, and the
tiny crack in the
bathroom mirror because these can be deal - killers and you'll never know what turns buyers off.