I've always liked dresses. My darling doesn't and he doesn't like that I wear them. He doesn't like the way they tangle in the trees. He doesn't like the way the bugs bite up me legs. He doesn't like the way they make me dainty and girly and unadapt to the natural world. But I love them. I love them because when I wear them I feel things I wouldn't usually feel. I feel the wind on my shins and the grass on my ankles. I feel the rain and the dirt and the sunshine. So I wear dresses quite often, even though I live in a place where dresses are oh so unheard of. I wear them because I like them and even if they are dainty and pretty, nature is dainty and pretty- so I feel I fit right in.
