...rain drops will hide my teardrops and no one will ever know/ That I'm crying....
It being a fairly well-accepted notion that feeling better mentally leads to feeing better physically, I put on red lace underwear this morning.
And still feel lousy.
So out comes the low-cut sparkly sweater as reinforcement.
Sadly, it's chilly enough that my nipples are indistinguishable from my goosebumps.
(I Wish It Would Rain; The Temptations)