Okay. I know I’m going to be semi naked (aka partially nude) at Burning Man.
For the most part I’ve given up the idea of wearing outfits and instead have embraced expediency (wear what’s easy), pragmatism (wear what’s comfortable), and cultural norms (be your own sexy self). But then THIS arrived in the mail and if you could ONLY IMAGINE HOW HAPPY IT MADE ME you would give me one of these every day for the rest of my life just to see me that happy on a regular basis.
It’s a cutout rainbow jumpsuit.
I did not take the jumpsuit off once I put it on. I actually SLEPT in it, I loved it that much. See the SPARKLES (not glitter sparkles that can fall off and become MOOP but sparkles sewn into the fabric!)
I showed my mother and she screwed up and face and said she didn’t like my cleavage.
What’s wrong with my cleavage, I ask you?