So, you want to know one of my big secrets?
Given the opportunity, I’d be such the clothes horse. I’ve a vain streak a half mile wide. I just keep it under control… usually by virtue of the massive insecurities I carry about my looks. Go figure, eh?
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That is so weird; I know you like touchable clothes (don’t we all?) but you’ve never struck me as the clothes horse type!
It’s a vanity thing. I like the idea of looking natty in some dapper duds. *shrug*