Another unsuccessful walk

 I love this old dress. It's so cozy in there. I bought it in 90-91. I then sat almost around the clock at home and wrote the program. From time to time I had to go on short business trips to a neighboring town. Two hours by bus. It was summer, August. It so happened that for a week or two I was at home alone. In the evening I put on this dress and sat at the computer. My reflection was dimly visible on the screen. The beads, the same as now, stood out especially. Two strings of plastic fake pearls.  However, it is easier to look at the photo

 And when I was on the bus on a business trip, then, closing my eyes, I saw my reflection on the screen. I fall asleep and had this dream all the way.

Once I was in this dress on the street. I managed to pick up a good makeup. And here's an idea. At night, I walk to a large park, which is located on the island. During the day, I take a walk there, away from other people. The next night, I return back. I got ready for a long time, stood in front of the mirror, and I didn’t like everything. But finally, I made up my mind.

This photo was taken that very evening

I was walking on the right side of the avenue. It was dark. The street lights were on, but they were far enough away. I tried not to be seen by anyone. But at the longhouse, where there was nowhere to go, two guys came to a meeting. And so, passing by me, one says to the other: "What, maybe we'll rape the girl?". Of course, I pretended not to pay attention, but I pulled myself together. It's clear that these guys are joking like that.

This turn has somewhat added to my confidence.

Then there was a square where I had to walk under the very lights. Ahead, quite far away, about 10 meters, there was a guy with a girl. They stopped, about to cross the road, the girl looked at me and held her gaze for a long time. I looked away, but I was feeling she really felt puzzled.

In a state of real panic, I turned into a dark courtyard and rushed home. Everything was terrible.

I practically ran down the dark alley on the other side of the avenue, turning aside as soon as I saw passers-by. But there is one house that has its facade right on the path. A guy came out of the alley when I had nowhere to turn. He clearly saw me, but really didn't pay attention. He walked without looking back about five meters ahead. I slowly lagged behind, trying not to change the rhythm of my steps, and then I ran to the other side of the road and, having already met no one, flew home. An extremely frightened face looked at me from the mirror. Then I made a vow again- never to go outside again. And honestly kept it for seven years.

But I still really love this dress.

I already posed, of course