Where is my BH?

I thought I had a deja vu and I was in Boracay but then realized that air feels claustrophobic, I did not smell the sea breeze and there was no live music.

For people who cannot travel to Asia, Tropical island was a safe and nice alternative. And anyway, the kids does not care much. Especially my girl who suddenly decided that she needed a bra.

Girl: “Mama, where is my bra?”

Me: “Go ask your papa”

Girl: “Papa, where is my bra?”

Papa: “Uhmm”


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