Please don’t mind my shoes they weren’t intended for this outfit. I left my black pumps somewhere in NY so I had to settle with my day shoes. I was currently at a play (the one woman show) with my dear sister. I was suppose to end up out with my sister girl Quincy but no one over here was spending $40 for a ticket. That is a negative. I’m too accustom to getting in for free to start paying at that price now.
I knew there was no way I was wearing this dress again so why not take some photos. I never liked things too tight or short, I feel ridiculous pulling down my dress. Why wear it if it can’t fit. I can’t stand the unnecessary and misleading attention. An old woman passed me a pamphlet that night my dressed must’ve implied that I needed Jesus. Right. OK, because my father isn’t a preacher and this dress shows how much respect I don’t have for myself. Alright I can’t contest to that, if it walks like a duck then its probably a duck. But come on that’s being so judgmental to assume that I need someone or I’m missing something because I’m wearing a short black dress. I personally don’t wear short often because one; I dont need to I can wear a garbage bag and get the same amount of attention. Two; I can’t stand the attention I do get its so uncalled for, and three; short dresses rise on me and thats not cute. I’d rather rock out with a long tight dress or jeans and show my neck and shoulders. That right there to me is much sexier but since I don’t discriminate I need to explore once or twice.
There is something about my cut that makes me want to be naked. I have never felt more sexy in my life. Not that I had much hair before to hide behind but now I really can’t go any where. To be confident enough makes me feel more attractive. Which explains my sudden urge to wear my little black dress and show off more skin then usual. I’m just scared for this summer because I’m pulling it all out.
