growing up i had my fair share of trips to the islands.
one of my favorite parts...the hula dancers. i could watch them for hours.
like mommy, like daughter. the girls couldn't get enough of all things hula.
the dancers, the grass skirts, the coconuts. they were mesmerized.
on our way back to the hotel after the luau they only had one thing on their minds....
hula outfits. gotta get one.
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