Can I?

If there's one change I'd do to 'change' me, then it would probably be my wardrobe. Well, there's nothing to change me, ME! I shall be the same jovial person I am so used to be. I cannot change the very fact that my speaking speed comes second after light travels. I cannot help change but still stumble at my Malay word begins with  'cchhh...' that I self-proclaimed me, lady gagap. And, I can never change that cengengness me.

But now, I see the need to change from my never ending youthful style to something aptly tune to my age. Oh, I'm getting older peeps! How about this...I was rummaging through my idle trunk just to retrieve the 'abayas' that I have been hoarding over the years. Well, hard to resist ordering new ones every time my friend in Jeddah comes back home. And she does that about trice a year! Wow, imagine that...Lili in her abaya, day in day out! I even thought of wearing it while going about my chores er...like mopping the floor. Psst...wearing abaya can be fancy too, with spaghetti straps tees and leggings worn underneath. Hmm...don't tell me I would be adding more clothes to my wardrobe...ekekeke

Pic: from google

 

I just want to look different..er...maybe, I just want to look and act my age. LOL! Now, the question is, how do I trade my jeans and rugged shirts/blouses with something so piously looking? Oh, don't get me wrong, even if in my jeans, I am still that demure (pious-not-just-by-look) lady! *sila blueekkk! ok...I blueekkk first! ;p 

 Pic: cilok from google...

Alright, I know, I know...I sound vain. On second thought, I'm sticking to my usual dressing...