I’m 25.58 years old and it seems to me that now is the time when everyone starts pissing their pants about the slow and saggy march
toward death away from birth. Everywhere I turn children my age are running down aisles and squirting out little humans. Not to mention the quarter life *what the hell is my path* crises. I encourage you to chillax. Remember, forever is a long time. Maybe it’s not fair to speculate since I know I’m going to age gracefully, like a swan…or a lake?
For the time being, I am opting out of huge life-changing decision making. Instead I’m going to wrap myself in tight fabrics and explore some creative outlets, while embracing/raping each precious moment that I live sans major responsibility.
Look at this fun dress x2:
While aggressively gripping my lower torso(much like an 8th grade boyfriend) for me the colorful graphic designs also represent 3 important aspects of youth that we should celebrate. Have I lost you? Yes? good great wonderful!
Section 1: blue, pink & white stripes symbolize the joy of youth & a sweet, vulnerable naiveté
Section 2: black & white stripes (while intimidating, being horizontal and in the torso area) represent simplicity, or freedom from worry
Section 3: the feather and neon design exhibits a free spirit, perhaps one that’s a bit wild
Put them all together and you get a sexy & exciting little number. I am wearing my teens! I hope you’re ready for the pop quiz…An aside: Do you think they’re called body con dresses because they are so tight?As in, body-conscious?hehe PROBABLY NOT. Have another look.
BUT WAIT….there’s MORE!
If you like the tight fabric theme here and want to get some really fresh and killer threads, visit Black Milk Clothing and try not to love it. I dare you. I quite literally wear my heart on my sleeve whenever I put on my muscles-legs: