Ever since I was 10 years old, I have dreamt of becoming a fashion designer. I never craved for the fame of having a label under my own name, the glamourous attention of a runway show, or the power of running a thriving fashion empire. All I wanted was to satisfy my desire to create - to weave every strand of my artistic fibre to push beyond the patterns that masks the barren canvas which we call "vogue"- in order that it can transcend into an art of its own that will only keep growing in the most unpredictable directions.
As I grew older, I learned to see beyond that. I learned to appreciate being in my own skin. There's nothing more organic, and nothing that will grow more unpredictably in such unspeakable beauty. Each crease adds character and each fold adds volume that reflects my internal growth.
From this day on, I vow to dedicate my life to become a full-time nudist. And one day too, like the admirable being below, I shall achieve Nirvana.
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