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Life is not a fairy tale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk.

Life is not a fairy tale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you’re drunk.

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This 100% cotton apron has an adjustable neck strap and waist tie, making it a nice fit for most sizes. It also features 2 front pockets - great for keeping baking utensils or grilling tools handy!

Design is also available as a tea towel here and as a tote bag here.

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