I love you.
No really, I do. If you're reading this and you are actually visiting my blog, then I love you. Which leads me to the question - who are you? Do you know who you are? Most people don't know who they are. Other people who are at the top of the food chain make them what they want to make them. Social competition is fierce nowadays. When you get dressed you probably think, "Will this make me cool?" or "Is this outfit cool?". When you do your hair, you probably think "Is this messy enough?" or "Is my hair cool?"
Well, I don't.
When I get dressed, I think about what I want and what I need. If it's cold, I need a coat. If it's warm, I need a blouse. If it's muddy, I won't wear my white plimsolls. If it's snowing, I won't wear my flats. Fashion interests me. I have never looked up fashion in the dictionary though. I wonder what it says. Someone once said that fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable we have to alter it every 6 months. It's more like 6 weeks. How long ago did that someone say that? I'd like to see how he reacted now.
I am wearing my plaid blouse, white plimsolls, and 3/4 length trousers. It's sunny outside. What are you wearing? Why are you wearing it? Ask yourself, and answer yourself.
xoxo


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