Indecisive Alicia

The most important part of Alicia's day was right at the beginning.

Before shopping. Before making plans with her friends, or family, or collaborators. Even before her good morning messages to her millions of followers! Before all of that-- Alicia picked her outfit for the day.

It made sense. Fashion was her life! She'd used it to build herself up and tear others down. People lived and paid for her fashion advice. They hung on her every word when it came to what was hot, and what was not.

Obviously, before she could do any of that, she needed to look flawless.

Bold, cute, sexy... Alicia knew what every day called for, almost instinctively. But as she strolled into her wardrobe and began looking through the outrageously lavish articles... She was drawing a blank! Nothing stuck out to her. No ideas.

Alright. Everyone has an off morning, yeah?Coffee first.

She made a nice, steaming cup, while scrolling through her feed. It was actually somewhat nice to start the day slowly, in her soft, silky pajamas.

She took a shower. Made herself nice and presentable, but as she got out and reached for a fluffy towel... Pink? Blue? White? She froze. It really, TRULY didn't matter, but every time she thought about wrapping her body in one, she hesitated...

"What is UP with me today?" She groaned, combing her hair out of her face.

Wet and naked, she walked out of her bedroom, and returned to the task at hand. Her outfit. Something nice, something awe-inspiring.

She drew a blank. Worse than before.

An hour later-- Clothes littered the floor. Dresses, pants, tops. Her absolute FAVORITE outfits, and things she'd only worn once. Neither spoke to her. She knew what looked good, knew what was fashionable...

Didn't she?

Forget that-- She couldn't even choose underwear to put on! Almost 11 AM, she was still nude! This was worse than an off morning. She had shit to do, people to see, streams to start!

"Alright, alright. Ask for someone's help. Just this once. Just-- As something fun! No biggie." She assured herself.

Not yet realizing that she would never pick her own clothes again...