I picked...
Latex shirt.
My growing confidence and resistance against male patriarchy needed some physical representation. I wanted to show everyone that I am no longer a pushover. This outfit would fit that goal perfectly.

I looked like a predator in female skin. No man should feel like I am his toy. I make my rules. At least that's how I feel in this outfit.
The rest of the shopping I spent browsing for some new shoes and little accessories, but nothing really caught my attention.
I looked at the time and realized it was time to get back home and get ready for a date with Josh. We haven't spent any quality time together for a long time. We missed a bit of intimacy for the past few weeks and this might be a good time to catch up on this front.
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