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What's wrong with this picture?
It all started with a bad class. A few years ago, Yumi arrived at her morning class and went to the bar to begin warming up. Watching her reflection in the mirror, Yumi silently appraised herself. Here she was in the best shape of her life, working her butt off to stay lean, strong and toned and still--- something wasn't right.
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Then it struck her. It wasn't her body. It was her dancewear. It didn't fit well. It did nothing for her dance lines. Definitely not flattering. "Damn", she thought, "can't someone design stuff that makes you look good?!".
No thanks, I'm just looking.
After class, Yumi browsed the local shops determined to buy some fabulous dancewear, only to find the same old brands, and the same old cookie-cutter styles in the standard (spelled b-o-r-i-n-g) colors. "So much for fabulous," she sighed. Like so many of her friends, Yumi had a passion for beautiful clothes. Her family had been in the kimono business for generations. All her life she'd been surrounded by gorgeous fabrics and elegant designs, so the idea of settling for what she'd seen in the stores was depressing.
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