I was thinking -
Is there a time when we go too far with dressing?
How do you define the limits if, in fact you have any.
All of us were born at a very early age and soon after most of us had a desire to look in our mothers panty draw and touch certain items. You may then have seen that first pair of 4" heels in the wardrobe and put your feet in them and from then on you were hooked. I remeber touching a pair of silk stockings - but I digress.
So how did you go from that to where you are now?
Human nature dictates we are never happy with what we have and as selfish humans we always want more. Is this you?
I remember my sister put her nighty on me at age 9 (43 years ago) and I still remeber it as if it was yesterday. Now I wear what I want when I want, but It doesnt create the same fond memories as wearing that cotton nightie. Its like eating your favorite chocolate everyday - it looses its appeal.
So if we class dressing as climbing a stairway to heaven how far up it ar you. Do you take a few tentative steps up the staircase, only to step back down a couple then climb up again or are you racing to the top without a care in the world?
I see myself on a landing as I am really happy where I am at, and dont feel the need to progress any further in either direction.
So is enough, enough for me - I think so but human nature will tell me eventually I need to do more and I may decide I need to venture outside (again), but at present I dont think so as I didnt enjoy it.
My wife set some boundaries and rules and going out is against them and I respect my wifes wishes as she has given me so much.
So, Im sitting on the landing with my wife, were happy here and I dont want to go down and as yet I have no desire to climb any higher.
What about you?...Ellie