hosiery

Realized I now fit into a cheap and skimpy velvet dress I bought, and that I wanted to wear it during the party I go to this weekend. Then looked for stockings, and found nice heavy cotton ones, and realized how much I have envied other women for getting to wear them, and how I love the potential for expressing sturdy casual girliness they involve. Then I realized I might as well wear it all to my date tonight, since it’s not in any scope where I am in any way closeted. So now I am on a train wearing stockings and a skimpy velvet dress, dressing like the goth girl I felt sad for not being, and feeling very happy about it. Seem to be escalating, I might spend more time than I thought this winter wearing skirts and dresses. When necessary, can hide beneath my coat. Frivolous but fun.