Dress the body you carry into Today.

BWDB taught us closets become stuffed with memories. The outfit for when I’m back ten.

The jeans from pre-med…

The jacket bought for the concert...

The woman reflected now, in a tired but ready moment, requires a dress for now, to wear and rejoice. Dressing The Current Body Is Not Giving in. Fabric meets form with grace to wear, to comfort, to please the eye-with preference changed to the present measurement, to shrug off that demanding numeral, and slip any soft yard to flutter down your form. Your life is not held hostage to the next diminished rack.

Claim this evening in any material with your name on it.