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When I started to get into crossdressing again a few years ago, I decided to make my own clothes, because I was cheap and I liked sewing and I didn't want to seem like a pervert buying women's clothing for myself at a store. I made this bikini out of an old t-shirt that I got from volunteering at a Bible camp. I thought it was funny. Don't try to do one of those A.I. de-pixelate things, just don't!