Being a little black dress is like being in a sorority. You’re not identical, but you are mostly the same. You and your sisters tend to think alike, want the same kinds of things. A party where there’s not a lot of sloppy food. clear alcohol. shiny jewelry and fancy shoes, with a bag to match. It’s hard to think of being another color. If you were purple, or bright yellow, or grass green, you’d hardly ever meet anyone like yourself. It would be lonely, I think. I like being a little black dress, and seeing my sisters wherever I go.
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