Once upon a Time, in South florida, there eye was wrapping cotton grown from seed and turning it into jewelry and beheld a thorn,
Though yet because of the stigma and the trauma associated with harvesting cotton eye refrained from making an earring for protection of the person's wearing it.
Then there was this beautiful young lady that came over and pushed me to creatively express, she said she wanted an earring with the cotton thorn, her name is Lady.
Once upon a Time, in South florida, there eye was wrapping cotton grown from seed and turning it into jewelry and beheld a thorn,
Though yet because of the stigma and the trauma associated with harvesting cotton eye refrained from making an earring for protection of the person's wearing it.
Then there was this beautiful young lady that came over and pushed me to creatively express, she said she wanted an earring with the cotton thorn, her name is Lady.
