Lifestyle Adult Schoolkids and the Art of not Giving a Smeg: a thread:

Honestly, genuinely not caring what others think gives you a dangerous amount of freedom. That Aussie schooldress from @AlbertPrend - I will live in that until it disintegrates, I swear. I have so many...

uniforms, it's ridiculous. They used to live in two big hold-alls on the top shelf of my wardrobe, only dug out when a schoolie Dom was gonna visit or when I was going to a fetish party. Since Corona, and me discovering Kinky Twitter, I've been steadily wearing them more often...

until I thought: "hang on. I like this. I feel good. I feel free and happy!" Now my skirts, blouses, pinnies, white panties, and 96 pairs of kneesocks are part of my everyday apparal. And this is where it crosses over into my Autism: from a sensory comfort point of view, it's

heaven. Make-up can feel oppressive and heavy on my face. Schoolgirls are not allowed to wear make-up. Tights are uncomfortable and stockings fall down or rip easily; kneesocks are comfy, and I like how they feel against my calves. Schoolshoes have to be flat. I can't stand...

heels! I have a medical condition that precludes me from wearing them. As a schoolgirl, that "obligation" to perform hyper-femininity is taken away! So liberating! Bras are the work of the devil. I wear white vests now. My boobs are small so I don't need them anyway. The only...

thing you have to contend with is social disapproval. Society disapproves of me anyway, so what the heck! Had a couple of likely lads ask me if I was going to school. I said "No! I'm going to the Post Office!" They didn't know how to respond to that. I had an envelope in my...

hands. It's the school holidays. I'm 41 yrs old. What a silly question! Yes, I know they were being sarky, but if you retain an aura of naivity, innocence, earnestness, and a dash of facetiousness, you will make any critic speechless.
A mate of my flatmate asked "why are you...

in school uniform?" I said "why not?" and left it at that. Her mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. She didn't know how to respond.
I was in a coffee shop and this gregarious Aussie guy clocked me wearing my black school pinnie with grey kneesocks. "Whose uniform is that?"

"It's my uniform."
"It's your uniform?"
"Yes."
"Er...nice uniform!" And he felt so awkward and embarressed, he walked out of the shop! So funny!

Moral of the story: be uncompromisingly you. As Oscar Wilde once said "all the other roles are taken."

I love you all.