I'm dressed

the basic point of clothing is to 1. create warmth and comfort and 2. some form of decency or something. I'm not realli the biggest fan of the second or the first to be honest. I was wearing my tiny denim shorts all winter. Their kind of like big denim granny knickers which is just so hot right now. These are new, finally I found some Levi's that fit and cover an important extra centimeter of my buttcake. They come up past my bellybutton and just skim past my vajeen, makes a lot of sense right? Of course! The point of clothes is to make us look better than we do naked which since I believe only the clinically obese look better with some form of draping I think we should all dress as naked as possible. A leather jacket is great but much better if just worn on it's own with black knickers. I'm obviously thinking mainly in the editorial sense. Walking down grafton st. in just my leather jacket and knickers I'd look more homeless than high fashion. Anyway, so I got my eyes tested and I effing need glasses! I haven't been this excited about something in quite some time-effing delighted! It was a delicious experience and oh so sexual and relaxing as the pretty girl blew in my eye and spoke softly in my ear telling me where to look. I need to order my cocking ray bans from America though so it'll take a while till I can see properly but I am not settling for anything less. Dying to have a legitimate face accessory! Luv Lux x x x