It may seem trivial to everyone else, but that first step out of the
relative safety of the apartment is daunting. There’s security to be
found in the confines of that self-imposed prison, of sequestering
yourself behind walls of plaster and paint, hidden from the world
without, no one seeing, no one knowing the identity of the girl I truly
am.
Stefani talks about her first time out, in public, as herself. Did she survive her first adventure? Read, My first adventure, to find out.
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