Dear Super Secret Online Diary,

I thought I'd show you some pictures of clothes I'd love to wear if only I could find them... for some reason, they're just not at any of the local stores. And I hate ordering online. It's so confusing, trying to click all the right things... Those boxes they arrive in are so tempting to make a project with, like a time machine and then I'm lost in last week... or cut it into hearts and wear it as a necklace and then people think I'm a hobo... or make mugs with them even though I know they won't work so well... You know, not that I've ever done any of those things. But anyhow, here they are, my little dreams.


Those would be very handy for getting around the mall... and I could hum cowboy songs at the same time.




I like to imagine I'm that girl and Wooton is the chef... so sweet. Wouldn't it be lovely, the symbolism? Him creating from flour and rising me in an oven... so beautiful.

Anyone would look stylish in one of these.



Beautiful... simply beautiful. Though they wouldn't be so easy to walk in... maybe if I just stood still with a busy expression all day, no one would notice.

And so, diary, those are the clothes I dream of wearing... but, alas... some dreams just never come true.