Done: Wearing shorts

When I was a kid, shorts were my favourite thing to wear. They were comfy, practical and on a 5 year old, absolutely adorable.

But then puberty hits, and you realize people are actually looking at your legs.

Skirts were unacceptable to me until I turned 16. However, they were usually on the long side, and I'm alright with that, I'm still not comfortable a hundred percent, but I always regretted not wearing shorts. I might have worn them once or twice against my will; for phys. ed. or at the beach (don't get me started on bikinis) but it is such a great thing to wear.


I said to myself that a woman has to flaunt her assets, in the best possible way, I admired the skinny young girls in their mini denim, looking cute, and even if the shorts were very short, the fact that they were, well, not skirts, made them relatively decent. SO, if their parents are not grounding them, maybe I could get away with it.

But wearing short-shorts it’s more than just buying that perfect pair (nightmare; tears were involved) and putting them on. It takes careful preparation.

You have to perform all those feminine rituals that you usually reserve for the beach. Just thinking about all that work made me put my pair back in the closet a couple of times. I know, lazy you say, but If you are not going to do it correctly then don't try. None likes pasty, post-Montreal-6-month-winter green stems, it is better to prepare.

Well, at least that is what I used to tell myself. One day I woke up, realized nothing was clean to go camping and wore them just like that. I guess I just got tired of making a big deal out of my appearance, If I had waited until I looked my best, until Pilates had made effect, then I would have never done it.

Now it is finally done and there are pictures on the internet to prove my bravery.
PS: Legs were looking fine, don’t dare to contradict.