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Out for a formal evening at the hot dog stand. Yes! Power fist shoots into the air. I used to wear a designer pantsuit, silk t-shirt and my heavily embroidered ancient canvas sneakers to formal occasions. I never liked having to dress a certain way. It invites anxiety. It usually isn't comfortable. Almost never matches your mood. It makes people complacent in the notion that you are still willing to trouble yourself over stupid conventions. Everything is wrong with it.
And any guy with enough class to take me here for dinner when I'm dressed like this, isn't going to get away.
So. This image feels like home.
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