Poor Asher needs his brother to grow up fast and bring some manly-ness to this house! Yes, that is a purse on his arm. But at least it matches his outfit, right?
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I think Asher is going to turn out A-OK! Let me tell you about my little brother Harry.
At the tender age of two when my entire family was some way or another involved with our community college's theatre department, Harry could put on a full face of make-up...mascara included...on his eyelashes...better than me! He also liked to put on a pair of my boots that were, on me, calf-length, high-heeled, and spray painted silver (don't ask); on Harry, thigh -high. He looked like Gene Simmons from Kiss! But fast forward twelve years and he is very manly, I assure you!
Asher just wants to be like you & Naomi! What a compliment!
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