disarm.

  

viktorvautier.

this has pretty much been my uniform lately.  extra large, itchy wool sweater, underwear and thick socks (obviously while in my apartment).  sometimes i cannot stand being clothed, i feel suffocated, and it's so much more fun to have dance parties in your underwear...er, and do work of course. 

i once had someone tell me i am the only "fashion person" he/she knows that doesn't like being clothed and then proceeded to compare me to a temperamental child who runs around in their skivvies and refuses to get dressed. ummm yeah...and whatever the fuck "fashion person" means.  i don't like stereotypes and i never said i didn't like clothes, but rather being clothed. 

duh.

xx