Elegance Eluded.
I feel like the universe is conspiring against me - or more so - my treacherous meat-house I call a body. Or both. Because they both won't stop sucking.
I love lolita but everthing I want is too tiny. Everything that I can fit into is just depressingly "not me".
I recently have been looking at 50s fashion - back then everyone was so much smaller - ergo all the more beautiful vintage dresses are the equiv of a modern xxs. Trust me to be all gaga over the more "New Look" style stuff too.
That's it. From now on I eat once a day ;__; And only hunks of cardboard. *Rages*
I AM A DIFFICULT PERSON.
I love lolita but everthing I want is too tiny. Everything that I can fit into is just depressingly "not me".
I recently have been looking at 50s fashion - back then everyone was so much smaller - ergo all the more beautiful vintage dresses are the equiv of a modern xxs. Trust me to be all gaga over the more "New Look" style stuff too.
That's it. From now on I eat once a day ;__; And only hunks of cardboard. *Rages*
I AM A DIFFICULT PERSON.