My roommate is naked in between outfits. She's on her toes, stretching to get some article off a shelf; it's a pink camisole. I think she says "camel toe" and I blush. She says this is her pink phase; she wears it to seduce, to perplex, to scream, to hide, to command, to shock, to surprise, to deny, to swallow, to endure, to hate, to pacify, and for everything tonight. I tell her she's confused me but I mean "convinced." She says pink makes her gorgeous; to the mirror more than me she says it takes a certain kind of woman to wear pink and mean it.
bettietwoguns:
i happen to love the skinny.