I am not going to start wearing the kind of uniform that makes men on public transit in Japan grope young school-age girls (well, I suppose those men would grabass no matter what the apparel... pervs!... with briefcases!) and I'm not going to start wearing the sort of uniform that ladies called "nuns" wear because they are too lazy to primp (for God! even) at the beginning of the day (that God! made) and I am definitely not going to start running around in a baseball, basketball or football uniform because I don't want people to approach me for sport stats on the streets (geez!) BUT I am going to start selecting my daily wardrobe with the following three guidelines in mind:
1. Will this allow me to tumble around on the play room floor without flashing my boobs or buns?
2. Will this make my crazy-hot man want me to flash him my boobs and buns?
3. Will I be able to wear this while carrying a heavy object, navigating city traffic on foot, hoisting said object and myself on to and off of public transportation all the while never having to even even consider pulling any piece of clothing up or down in order to keep street people from ogling my crazy-hot bod by accident?
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it is all about the spandex cat suit.
throw an exotic kimono or a drapey caftan over it and you are ready to go.
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