Thy name is woman

Dear future hubster,

while it's safe to declare that I quite enjoy where I am, geographically and in a more figurative sense, sometimes, when I walk around in the other world, I look at the shop windows with a certain envy. (I almost lick them, as the French would say.) For brief moments I wish I lived and worked in a place that would justify more regular purchase of clothing items. Also, where I could wear a little shorter, a little tighter, a little bolder pieces from time to time, and still feel comfortable. 

Ah, the worries I have in this life.