theperksofbeingkristinii
I am in my summer suit today.
My comfortable-and-dressed-up-and-want-to-have-fun-and-not-bother-with-the-world-suit.
But I wear a lot of suits for a lot of things.
For my emotions, for that day, for that time.
My most important suit is my camouflage suit, though.
I have a lot of things to hide.
I like to fly kites.
I have always loved it.
I used to talk to my kites when I flew them, as though they were my friends.
Now, I wonder if the kites fly us. Perhaps they decide that they want to go into the sky and watch us run, looking down on us and laughing much the same way we do at them on a windy day.
Perhaps we have much in common with kites.
Dress up. Dress out. Go out.
Fuck that.
Dress how you want.
Dress how you're comfortable.
Look like you.
Don't try to be someone else.
Don't do anyone any favors.
That's a waste of time.
Be you. Be you for you.
Not just in your clothes.
Dress everything about you in a legitimate you.
Your words, thoughts, everything.
Dress as you.
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