I'm unsure what it is about overalls, that feels much like the kind of nostalgia you only experience when something reminds you of what it is to be feel young again; carefree, careless.
A little like,
stepping into a pair of old, worn down sneakers - the ones you never wear, but would never throw away. They remind you of a place you've been; college, when sneakers and dresses were all you wore.
Or slipping into
his t-shirt, it's oversized and feels like home.
A feeling you only revisit sometimes, it's too soon.
Maybe, it's like
waiting for your red toenail polish to dry.
Red, makes you feel sexy.
Something you discovered in high school,
too young to
understand that one day you might feel a lot unlike yourself
- you've changed and have become unrecognizable - but
red polish has never let you down.
Stella, gets her grove back, every time.
And just like that,
you feel like who you once were.
All-over again.
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