Love at first sight

I fell in love today. At lunchtime, I ran away from work. I was walking down the street and then I saw him. He kept an eye on me and told me he was waiting for me. It was the most beautiful dress I ever imagined! I went into the store and tried it on. Believe me girls, it said "take me" on the label. To this finding, I would compare it to the pleasure of eating a chocolate but without calories.
This event filled me with questions. Why is it that nowadays it is so difficult for me to fall in love and it is so simple that it melts me for a dress?

We are facing the dangers of high fashion. We're looking for someone wh will design for us. To make it have the shape of our arms and lips, the mold of our bodies and the last of our shoes. But isn't that too much?

It is becoming increasingly difficult for us to find a partner without trying it first. If there is something small that we don't like, we leave it back on the shelf for someone else to come and try it on. If the next person finds out that what you discarded is just what they are looking for, then you will happen to want it now.

But maybe the thing is not to give up everything if you have a bigger size, or a smaller size. You may need to grasp thread and needle, and thread carefully so you don't prick your fingers. We are no longer those women who bake, embroider and iron. But they're still the typical male supplier. How about we play dress up and then get undressed.

Fashion is not ephemeral, it only changes every season, it adapts and reinvents itself. Maybe with love something similar will happen. I want a love spring-summer but also autumn-winter. What do they say? Will I ever be a victim of love like I am of fashion?