Before you read this, you should go and read parts 1,2 and 3, they’re pinned on my profile. They’re rather long, but I think they’re worth it, especially if you like detailed explanations.
I was able to finish work early yesterday, a meeting was cancelled unexpectedly freeing up a large chunk of my afternoon. I had no plans, but instead of hanging around at work and getting ahead, I made my way home. In the back of an Uber as it meandered through the city streets I started to formulate a plan.
It had been a long time since I wore my sisters wedding dress and I am incredibly excited at the prospect of having an entire afternoon to enjoy it. I am going to take my time, there will be hair and makeup, lingerie, heels, gloves and a some fun toys.
First, I strip out of my work outfit. Then, padding through my apartment naked, I make my way to the spare room. I take the dress out the wardrobe and hang it on the door, admiring it for a moment. I run my fingers over the soft satin and the jewelled waist. While it has started to slowly age out of style, I still adore it.