so i took it upon myself to save the
i refused to take a before picture. i just couldn't bring myself to snap.
[think primary colored butterfly's and flowers on a poo-poo pink and puke purple chest.]
i'm not hating on this chest.... it just doesn't make me blush.
okay, i lied. i am hating.
it was terrible. awful. it made me cringe for the child who once had to hide their toys, the things they love, behind the walls of that thing. i pushed it in front of all the other projects on my to-do list and sprinkled it with a touch of sunshine.
sorry for all the shadows.it just comes natural with the ole' crackberry camera.