December 19, 2008
My appearance is of current preoccupation. It's not rooted by shallowness, but an awareness of how clothing, shoes, and posture represent the kind of person I consider myself and how I expect to be perceived to a certain degree. (It's true how you can tell a lot from a person's shoes). I've upgraded the maturity in my dress. Classic sophistication, hinting a slight tinge of revelry. It's expensive, but I'm progressively succeeding. I can't control how they view me, but I'm in satisfied in my efforts to lift myself with smooth sleek sweaters, neatly coated nails, and perfectly arched heels.