It's not Laundry Day. My clothes aren't missing. It's not even hot out. There's no reason that I should be practically naked, covered only in the diaper and dozens of pink post-it notes.I DON'T NEED A REASON.
Wait, I do have a reason. It feels good, and I WANT TO.
So there. Just try to fit me into your conformist, zombie robot expectations of what 'clothes' are. I'll be over here, nice and comfortable in my post-it pants and post-it cardigan, with optional matching post-it gloves, and goddamned if I won't be FABULOUS.
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