Stretch as Stretch Can


The no name dress from a tiny shop in an unassuming mall got me. I fancy the combination of subdued colour and body hugging stretch. However, something was missing. 

My daughter saved me. She lent me the cherry red jacket to spice up the taupe and keep me protected from the fierce wind on the slope of Signal Hill. 











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