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BLOGME TENDAL CCLXXIV: Party clothes-line

There was party yesterday. The fingerprint stays in the dress, red happy coloured, as a smell of sweat and smile and dance. Is it necessary to wash it alone? Yes, because if not, happiness is diluted. And because there is another party tonight....

BLOGME TENDAL CCLXXIII: Stretched out

Without tweezers, without anything. And there they are, thrown in the crossbeam of the window. It is a recklessness, ins't it? And what will happen if wind get up suddenly? They'll go all on the air. I suppose they do not do it without a...

BLOGME TENDAL CCLXXI: Clothes out!

Clothes hunging in the street up is a beauty. The beauty of sharing. It is a happiness. To hung clothes up in the street is a greeting to neighbors and walkers; an invitation to a conversation, to share, unconsciously, that you are there and...

BLOGME TENDAL CCLXX: Playing to hide-and-seek.

There are clothes that are cheaters; that, sometimes for bothering, others for playing a joke on others, instead of worrying about no to be discovered themselves, they discover the others. Boh! The panty was hidden very well on the rope of behind, but the...