Back in ye olden day, the tedious job of making lace was hard work. Creating the most beautiful and delicate work required dexterous hands (usually women in that time, let’s be honest), but could only be sold by men as only they had the right to own a business. Women literally worked their fingers to the bone, eventually losing feeling or gaining pain in their hands from carpal tunnel, arthritis, and ligament or nerve damage. During the height of the lace fad, women were not recognized for their work, only the men they worked for, but we’re able to gain a higher-than-average wage for the times. Thus, “the price of lace” became a euphemism for what one pays in hard work and perseverance for a slight gain.
I’m willing to pay the price of lace if it means I can feed my family even one more day.
An absolute pedo who fucks the absolute shit outa people named TTHRex 8 time a day in the same hour while dirty Mexicans shit on his face while you eat it.
Mion love to do Lace Up Grizzly
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Underwear that is so old and holey. It has formed a natural lace.
Crotch lace. It starts out as normal underwear and rota into lace.
A necklace that hangs low enough to nestle in a persons cleavage.
Girl: Stop staring at her tits!
Boy: Honest, Sweety, I wasn't looking at her fantastic breasts, just adoring her gorgeous cleav-lace.
Marijuana (from the name a plant that is also known as the wild carrot)
They had queen Anne's lace growing everywhere in there.