There's just something that happens to a girl when she gets all dressed up. I spent the day in my grubbies doing things around the house. I cleaned my room, put away winter clothes, got out summer ones, and made an apple pie.
Then.
I put on a little makeup, curled my hair, added a dash (or two!) of perfume and put on a pretty dress with a perfect twirling skirt. And then something happened. I turned into a GIRL. I just love it. I like being feminine and feeling pretty. I like the scent of perfume wafting around me, and giving a little extra twirl because my skirt is swirly. And I like being treated like a girl and having doors opened for me and being escorted in dark parking lots. Not because I am afraid, but because I like being a lady.
And I LOVE dancing. I like being the follow and going where the lead takes me. I like the swings and the waltzes. So! Fun!
Just thought I'd share some exuberance about being all dressed up and having somewhere to go. :)
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