My balcony is very important to me. I like reading
on it, but sometimes it can be a bit cold. I thought
that putting on a dressing gown on the balcony
I used to own
a nice black dressing gown, but I lost it in my move
to Germany. I thought I looked kind of alluring in it,
as my leggy flesh would occasionally leak out.
So I decided to buy a new dressing gown. But as I stood in C&A I suddenly had to decide what kind of image I wanted to project with my dressing gown.
On the rack there were some silky dressing gowns. Not for me I thought, not manly enough. I thought. Too arty as well, but then I thought I don't want to buy anything too boring. I don't want to be the bitter old man in ratty dressing gown with a bald head and a ciggy in my mouth, randomly shouting at people, shuffling about the house. I started to panic, because a real man doesn't spend a lot of time thinking about a clothes purchase.
Anyway I just got the cheapest dressing gown.