As a boy who was barely into his teens, you can imagine how appalled I was to hear my mother on occasion, express so longingly, how my “thin, elegant body” was “made for skirts and dresses” which “showed off my legs”. How “what a shame”
As a boy who was barely into his teens, you can imagine how appalled I was to hear my mother on occasion, express so longingly, how my “thin, elegant body” was “made for skirts and dresses” which “showed off my legs”. How “what a shame”
