There's some not-so-cool stuff going on here: the ever-present giant forearm that is the hallmark of all self-shot photos; the lumpy bra over what appears to an otherwise-righteous rack; the low-quality new construction in the background...and of course, the squinty, sour-faced expression which might be intended as a – MUAH! – smooch, but which looks like the face we make when we have to siphon gasoline from our neighbor's car at night.
And yet...some of it's good...the expanse of curvaceous skin...the flimsy white cotton of a ribbed wife-beater...and most of all, the crazy good arch of that committed right eyebrow.
Muah!!!
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