Most days I don't even think about CD'ing, unless I happen to be in a pink fog.
Other days I do think about it, but in a "wish I could dress right now", or "wow, those are cute shoes she's wearing" kind of way.
Today randomly I saw a pretty woman at work. She was not particularly dressed-up or anything, just pretty naturally.
And I felt like crying because I wished I could look that way naturally.
Then the feeling passed and I was fine.
Had to honor that feeling here, since I can't share it elsewhere.
Love,
Camille