I keep wanting black lace. (It used to be black velvet). Every time I see something black lace, I want it. I have a beautiful black lace dress with no lining on the sleeves so it is just black lace over bare skin...I love it so much. I bought it winter before last and have never worn it. At least it was deep discount.
Black lace does not factor into my casual lifestyle at all, and is too sexy looking for most occasions I would get dressed up for. It is so not my life but for insane reasons I feel like it is so me. The me I wish I was, I guess. Not the real me. I'm not sure what I would call that, but I don't think reassuring is the word!