Monday Mimisms ~ Life In The Red Lane
Once upon a short time ago I wore this groovy red fabric with a string of white pearls. The sleeves were sixties style full and the tunic draped long and jagged over a pair of white bell-bottom pants.
With white patent-leather heels, gold hoop earrings and a bangle bracelet.
It made me feel ageless.
Why I thought I needed to feel ageless, I don't know. I wasn't old at all.
It was only a short time ago.
Why do I miss that hippie shirt so much today? It was transparent and soft. Sheer brilliance on my skin. Fabric worn bravely close to my heart. Freedom.
Sometimes I have fits of practicality and am prone to discard what keeps me strong.
I need to stop that insanity.
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With white patent-leather heels, gold hoop earrings and a bangle bracelet.
It made me feel ageless.
Why I thought I needed to feel ageless, I don't know. I wasn't old at all.
It was only a short time ago.
Why do I miss that hippie shirt so much today? It was transparent and soft. Sheer brilliance on my skin. Fabric worn bravely close to my heart. Freedom.
Sometimes I have fits of practicality and am prone to discard what keeps me strong.
I need to stop that insanity.
Join us for BlogBlast For Peace Nov 4
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