
I have developed a mistrust of cardigans. Sounds a bit weird, I know, but bear with me. I’ve been cleaning out my closet recently, and one of the things I seem to have an abundance of is black cardigans. It got me thinking about how I ended up with so many items of clothing that pretty much look the same, and I realised that they were a carry over from the days when I thought that my arms had to be covered at all times because holy shit, what if someone saw my jiggly arms and realised I was fat? View Post



