i’m not sure if i want to be this person or i want to take her. Something about it, though… lovely. White cotton, simple, innocent only not at all… just… sigh… the only thing missing? a good thrashing.
i have a love-hate relationship with corsets.
i’ve never been overly fond of any type of restraint… my mother tells tales of the things i’d do to avoid dress shoes – even socks… and i was known as a very small child to strip naked and run around with my mom following the trail of clothing i left like bread crumbs behind me. But corsets? i find them fascinating.
i’d like to get one, i think… at some point. i may like it. i may not. Who can say?
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