What was she thinking?  It seems like it was a dream. Or perhaps a nightmare. Did she really us

What was she thinking?  It seems like it was a dream. Or perhaps a nightmare. Did she really used to dress like that?  Ripped jeans. T-shirts. Hoodies. Flip-flops.  That is NOT the way a Proper Lady dresses. Not at all.

Now she always starts her day the way a Proper Lady; a Proper and happy member of Society should. Everything matches, everything is classy, elegant and Feminine. The way it should be. The way it will be.

She is so happy now that she is living in Stepford. Where everyone is pleasant and helpful. Where she can learn what is proper. How to behave and fit in. Where she can visit the Salon and have her Bun put Up. And her Mind can be Out where it needs to be.