I haven’t yet pushed into my fantasty wardrobe. But suffice to say, my Pinterest boards are mainly unabashed fantasy.
https://www.pinterest.com/ketu.....spiration/
https://www.pinterest.com/ketu.....varjak-ve/
If I could, with no limits of any kind, I would buy the biggest, most romantic beautiful gown ever and wear it to do my weekly grocery shopping. Likely, my face would burn with embarrassment walking through my small mountain town grocery store, everyone staring and thinking, “what the heck” as I traipsed by. But somehow, even imagining it thrills me.
I haven’t read all the replies. But your question and some of the replies already have me asking, why don’t I enjoy myself more and take more risks to be unapologetically me? Why!? Why am I so worried about fitting in, appealing to the masses, and the like? Why not go for it?
Like this outfit. I had a fantasy of living in the 1800s. So I pulled out my handmade hippie skirt from 20 years ago and wore it around the house. I somehow felt ridculous wearing it in public. So didn’t venture that far. But maybe I should have!
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