Ugh, sure it's a nice dress. The silk is so shiny and soft to touch and the colours look so bright and pretty but gah... don't you sometimes get so bored of old clothes? Sometimes I simply feel like saying fuck these clothes, don't care if it's silk, velvet or gold, rip them hard and rip them to shreds and all of the clothes underneath, reducing me to rags and horny, horny sweat...