I opted to wear black shorts under my lacy otherwise-see-through dress today, in a rare stab at propriety. Not Spanx though. Olivia, who took this on my phone, called my pose "super Searsy," which is partially a by-product of me hiding my mangled left foot (yes, this right buniony thing is my GOOD foot), which scares young children and which I will show you when we do that feet gallery we've talked about.
I have it partly from wearing too-small toe shoes (as a poor poor child, I couldn't afford to buy my own, so took a pair I found in the trash at a dance center) and from continuing to run on broken toes. It kept me from wearing certain shoes and stuff for a while, and I would hide it from potential romantic partners until I knew they liked me for me. Now I don't care as much. But it is a reminder of how not-nice I've been to my body over the years.
Well, that was a lot of touchscreen rambling for a photo on my phone that probably won't get any comments, 'cause really, what is there to possibly say? If you can think of it, I love you and do live to read your comments. Feel free to be as random as I just was.