Nothing like a slit in your skirt to get you through a rather dull Thursday. The thrill of possibly flashing my undies everytime I start walking is better then any caffeine rush coffee gives you. I often imagine I am quite amusing to watch, or at least in this skirt anyway, as I struggle to conceal my private parts while juggling an over packed work bag and coffee's. I do think I would look more lady like if I wore to saddle bag... A bit like a donkey. There is no getting away from it sometimes, I look and move extremely awkwardly, how I long to be a tall gazelle like creature who can stalk in and out of city activities without looking flustered or having your outfit move to a point were people can tell your gender. I suppose the moral of the story is... Wear longer skirts and have a smaller slit. These pictures were taken conveniently after I had nothing in my hands and had taken a couple of minutes to compose my flustered self.