tsatske
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Joined: 3/9/2007 From: Louisville, KY Status: offline
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My clothing styles have changed drasticly. I used to tell people - I wore flats to my wedding. (first DH). Flat, white, satin, bling covered shoes, under a long white hoop skirted lace covered cofection with princess sleaves. I did wear heels to his funeral, so, apparently, it is possible to get me in heels - but marrying me is insufficent. You have to marry me, then die. He has a serious heel fetish. Now I wear heels regularly, the higher the better, even in the house, and watch my poditrist pull his hair out. I now wear skirts most places, and nice blouses, or dresses. I love having my nails done. I like 'reverse french' colors, in drastic colors. He likes round or oval nails, dark or bright but classic colors. So that is what I wear. No more nail art. I like bright, vibrant colors, and bling. He likes pastels. I wear a lot of pink, now. The purse I owned when I met him is in the closet - big hobo bag make of suede patches and bling. I now carry the tiny pink leather clutch he gave me. What we eat is based, to the best of my ability, on what he likes. I try to remeber to sit with my ankles crossed and my knees together, his prefered posture. Oh, and I now iron clothes. My sister, who I once made fun of when I discovered that she owned an iron, loves to laugh about THAT.
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