Thirty is the new twenty?
As the year’s rolls by makeup has become an essential part
of my morning routine. While black might not crack, 40 ain’t twenty so I must
dust a little powder on. Stella lost her groove, I never lost my mine, and I
just need to shake my groove back. On these days I turn on Jay Z and try and remind
myself 30 is the new 20 as I dance my way 40.
Abby
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