Dear Evil Discussor... What's going on today?

I wore shorts today to work for the first time. It's something I never thought I'd ever do. But, you know, I guess, like Al Gore says, sometimes you just have to roll with global warming. And I feel like I've crossed a threshold. From someplace to someplace else. Like most threshold crossings go, I suppose. And I'm scared. Scared of the future. Scared of what's to come. Everything's so different now. So unknown. So pantless.

And so pale. My little leggies haven't seen the sun in a long long time. I wonder what's next? Will there come a day soon when I will wear a spaghetti strap tank top to work? Or worse, no shirt at all?

Probably.

And that, my sweet dear friends, will be a very, very, very, very sexy day.

Very.


Always,
E.D.

previously, and somewhat loosely relatedly:

On disliking shorts
On buying new pants
On tucking in my shirt