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- July 17th, 2012
I've been out of commision when it comes to lolita for...more than a year. My dresses hang on a clothing rack clearly visible in my room. My socks and pettis have been laid to rest in a large purple bin. I can't remember the last time i've worn any of them. Friends wear them all the time, Sometimes I try them on for events...but then opt for dresses and heels. *sigh* But! All of that is changing. A few weeks ago I had a dream about San Francisco, and here I am now. Planning my trip, my love for the frills rekindled. Lolitas eat your heart out. I'm making the pilgrimage to the only site of frilly goodness in the U.S of A. Today is sort of a TLC day for my wardrobe. All of my dresses, socks, and blouses are getting washed. Scratches on shoes are getting painted, wayward buttons are getting sewn back on. I can't wait to walk onto that plane. Dresses in my carry on. I'm so ready to lose my heart in SF. Don't tell my significant other.