Friday, barefoot and simply dressed in denim dungarees over a black swimsuit, is about to get very, very, sticky. In the dungeon is a bath of golden syrup. There's also syrup on the floor, and she first plays in this with her bare feet, squishing her toes into it.
Next, she walks over to the bath, and lowers herself in, bottom first, the lovely clean soft denum of her overalls squishing and sinking into the oozing sugary gloop as it slowly engulfs her. Evelyne is on hand with a large gallon container of more syrup, which she starts pouring all over Friday's front even as she's playing wity the pool of syryp she's sitting in. Some of the pouring goes down inside the bib of the overalls, to ensure Friday's swumsuit gets a proper coating too.
Eventually, once her dungarees are entirely drenched and covered in syrup, Friday pulls her bare feet into the tub, submerging them in the syrup, kneels up, then stands up, and makes absolutely sure every stitch of her outfit is utterly drenched in syrup, then she carefully steps out of the bath and cutely poses for the camera.
Thank you. I would love them to wear some corduroy dungarees. Could you oblige ?
Some years back I did buy a pair of black corduroy dungarees, they should still be in the collection. Can't remember the size off hand but will have a look next time I'm in wardrobe. TBH at the moment we are on a bit of a mission to reduce the clothes holdings a bit, trim it down to things we will actually use. So it is time those got a messing. No promises but will see what happens.