A Slow Red Drop To the Floor

Vulnerability rules my days of late.
In my writing, in my relationships, in the resurrection of me.
I like it.

I've decided to wear one of my boldest and most transparent of frocks this weekend.
Fabric never felt so right.

Whether the bow remains tied....remains to be seen.
But I'm envisioning a slow
red
drop
to
the
floor
See you Monday for Monday Mimisms and the tale of an old clock.

Peace,
Mimi Pencil Skirtless



Photography credit: Mimi Lenox