Everyone has their hobbies. I also of course I have. One is the need to wear earrings.
I tell a story that happened to me long ago:
was a spring day perhaps, can not remember the season. He had been to party. I managed as best I could even tell you that I had a thin line on the eyelids of a bluish tone, I painted my lips bright pink and combed my hair with fingers that are the best comb for curly hair. I got some earrings small flower-shaped shining lot. With my shirt turquoise seemed to light at night. I felt good. Any firm got into the elevator and when he was in goal, I looked down and ... heaven, horror! What a shame! I had forgotten to wear the skirt. All returned home quickly quelled without anyone seeing me to wear it. At the end I went down to my tight skirt blue Saturn as if nothing had happened. On the other side of the door waiting for me and told me I had arrived five minutes late. My excuse was ... long before I take the elevator (it's an excuse when there are many stories, jejeeeee). Each person is different and I, without outstanding, I feel naked.
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