A couple of years ago, I was in a bar in downtown Las Vegas.
I was watching the game, drinking some whiskey and chatting with a group of other women.
I had never met them, but they were talking about how they had just had the best night of their lives.
They were talking, for example, about their favorite stripper, who they thought had the coolest look on the planet.
They all agreed that they should dress up for her.
I said, “OK, I’m going to try to get a girl to wear something that fits you better.
What do you guys think?”
It turned out that a couple of strippers in the bar, a couple in the restaurant, two in the club, a few in the house, all of them had something they thought would look great.
They agreed to give me a call, but when I went to the number, the woman didn’t even ring.
It was just me and a friend of mine who had been with them for a few hours.
We had been chatting about the best stripper outfits, and we were all so excited to be in Vegas.
But then I called again and she said she didn’t want to talk.
I couldn’t believe it.
She had been trying to make a decision about me and her stripper friends.
She said, I’ve been having fun with them and I don’t want them to get bored with me.
And that’s when I started thinking, I guess it’s time for me to give it a try.
I called and talked to her.
She was very helpful, and after a couple days, I agreed to try it.
I’m sure I’m not the only one who has struggled with the idea of what it means to wear what I want.
But I’ve never been a big fan of the idea that you have to do things in the closet, and I know I haven’t done much of anything in the past that I’m ashamed of.
I’ve dressed to impress, I think.
I wear jeans, and sometimes I’ll wear a skirt, and then I’ve put a turtleneck sweater on, and now I’m in my underwear.
And if I can be that much of a jerk, maybe I should try to be a bit more modest about it.
My problem has always been my self-worth.
I can’t stand being seen as a loser.
I want to be accepted and liked and respected.
But what if my self esteem is just so low that I can wear what others are wearing?
What if I’m just not good enough?
What’s wrong with me?
I can understand if someone has a problem with something.
I think a lot of people struggle with self-esteem, and they have some kind of mental illness.
I know this sounds extreme, but I think it’s something that needs to be addressed.
It can be very hard to accept and understand.
My mother once told me about a guy who tried to be cool when he was a teenager and went to prison.
He tried to get out of the way.
But he couldn’t because he was too skinny.
So he went to work at a grocery store and he was just so skinny, he had to wear a t-shirt.
I remember thinking, How can I have such low self-acceptance when I’m like that?
My problem is not just being fat.
It’s feeling like a loser, too.
I could do this, I could wear this, this, and this, because it’s cool.
But when I get to the gym, it just feels like I’m being bullied.
What if people see me as a weak, fat loser?
If people think I’m bad for my body, then I’m a loser!
But when they see me in my sexy clothes, or in a nice dress, or I’m playing with my kids, they think, Wow, you’re a real winner.
And I think that’s the problem.
I worry that my body image is so low, and so self-centered, that I feel I’m getting the short end of the stick.
I have a hard time dealing with that.
I mean, what else do you think I should be ashamed of?
And if that’s all I’m really concerned about, what’s my real problem?
What is it that makes me want to have a body like that and not be able to get what I deserve?
I don, too, like to dress sexy.
I like to have my body out in the open.
I always wanted to be sexy.
Now I don?t want to feel like I?re being judged.
But is it really the right thing to do?
Do I have to dress like a total loser, because I have an unhealthy self-image?
Or is it the right decision?
Do you think it should be my right?
Do the people who think that are the ones who are having a problem?
I think they are. So how do