I spent a few childhood years growing up and going to school in Germany. I can still remember, aged about 11, going off to school on a bitterly cold winter's day wearing a pair of woolly tights under my trousers, completely terrified that one of my school friends would spot them. Tights were definitely not supposed to be worn by boys, but they really were wonderfully warm :)
See what I mean? They can be great, if they're a choice. I think I could have liked them better if they weren't forced upon us. Anyone can enjoy wearing anything, after all 🧦
"(...) a gorgeous mixture of lack-of-choice and total freedom, an irony which is not lost upon me. It represents humanity to the hilt."
Beautifully written.
I appreciate it! Thank you.
I spent a few childhood years growing up and going to school in Germany. I can still remember, aged about 11, going off to school on a bitterly cold winter's day wearing a pair of woolly tights under my trousers, completely terrified that one of my school friends would spot them. Tights were definitely not supposed to be worn by boys, but they really were wonderfully warm :)
See what I mean? They can be great, if they're a choice. I think I could have liked them better if they weren't forced upon us. Anyone can enjoy wearing anything, after all 🧦
Loving this series, Angela. Well done!
Haha merci📸, so glad you liked it.