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Buying A Colorful New Wardrobe

A boutique window displaying vibrant fabrics caught my eye, drawing me inside the cool interior. I ran my hands over racks of silk and linen in shades of turquoise, coral, and gold.

For years, I had worn drab colors to fade into the background, but that time was over. I selected armfuls of sundresses and flowing tunics, trying them on one by one.

I handed the clerk my credit card and walked out with bags full of a new identity.