I LOVE TO PLAY DRESS-UP. Rarely the fairies and princesses type of garments will I flaunt. I much prefer the creepy or questionable or strange. And although I am not ancient, I am much closer to hitting my fourth decade now than ever before. (Aren’t we all!? At least, until we’ve surpassed that particular milestone). Yet I do still find myself wondering…. AM I ALONE???
I can’t possibly be the one and only 38-year old woman who truly enjoys a good session of make-up and tossing on some matching garb all while becoming a novel version of one-self, perhaps from a parallel universe (?!?) for the short-term span of a few hours.


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