I just impulse-bought two yards of gorgeous pink fabric.
It’s one of those bright, eye-catching colors that I rarely wear. I know that it’ll look good on me; my dark hair and light skin will pop next to the bright shade. This is precisely why I usually opt for duller, darker colors. I don’t want the attention. Usually.
I don’t know what’s come over me. I have this picture in my mind of what I’ll make out of it, a long, draped dress, the kind that demands black eyeliner and bangles to make it look complete. It would be ridiculously easy to sew together.
*head in hands*
This is what happens when I let my guard down and the “dragon” inside makes my decisions for me. I’m either an invisible mouse-like person, or I’m all confident stares and lipstick.
Maybe I should just go with it? I don’t have to wear it, right?
…. yeah… I can just lie to myself… That’ll work…