Some days don’t you just feel like wearing someone else’s clothes? Everything in your own closet reflects your own narrow judgment, your own taste (whether good or bad), you know exactly how each garment fits your body and you’re just so tired of it all? Yeah, me too. So what’s the remedy? Digging deeper into the drawers, trying something on that hasn’t touched your body since before your last pregnancy? If I had more time, I’d create something . . . Something from that beautiful plaid flannel that purchased so long ago.
So yeah, today, maybe only today, I’d like to wear somebody else’s clothes. Their tastes, their judgment, just live there, not here. Not today.
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For me, someone elses body, at this moment ! :) luv yah !