looking like a hoochie

trying on clothes is a dauting task. the kind i love. :) you see, there are dresses and skirts so exceptional, so fine that i fear i might soon give up my reservations about looking like a hoochie. all i ask for is two more inches at the end. then i could prance around town in an outfit so lovely i might be mistaken for someone fabulous. i kid. that would never happen. and i promise that is not what i am aspiring to.

so my plea to all the designers at stores i shop at the world round?

please throw me a bone and add some length to the clothes you sell.

i'd rather not hide from unexpected breezes that blow beneath my waist and strange men who gawk.

thank you.