My lack of practicality
So, I was rummaging a catalog, and I saw a woman wearing a dress which I immediately desired.
Was it red? Not really.
Was it cut flatteringly? No.
Was it inexpensive? No.
Was it winter wear? Goodness gracious, no.
What it was was tie-dyed in purple, blue, and gold. It looked like the woman was wearing a nebula.
And that's why I wanted it.
I am really, truly, excessively a romantic.
Was it red? Not really.
Was it cut flatteringly? No.
Was it inexpensive? No.
Was it winter wear? Goodness gracious, no.
What it was was tie-dyed in purple, blue, and gold. It looked like the woman was wearing a nebula.
And that's why I wanted it.
I am really, truly, excessively a romantic.
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*squeezes you*
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anyhow, I love those colors. nothing wrong with a little romanticism too.
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Ah, catalog shopping. I love it as much as I hate regular shopping. :)
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