I stood on the floor scale at home in no more than a tank top and boy shorts holding my black OGIO suitcase, sucking in my breath as I peered over the top of the bag at the bouncing needle between my feet. It would be close.
I stood on the floor scale at home in no more than a tank top and boy shorts holding my black OGIO suitcase, sucking in my breath as I peered over the top of the bag at the bouncing needle between my feet. It would be close.