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Is the sky pink in your world, too?
Dec. 8th, 2007 04:08 pmI'm currently catching up with this week's Project Runway, and seriously, ( spoilers )
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So every night during our lunch break at one in the morning Jess and I go to the Dunkin Donuts or Sheetz ten minutes away from the factory for food, and on Friday and Saturday nights the crowd in Sheetz can get a little ridiculous. And I don't mean in a behavioral type of way although, yeah, most of them are drunk. I mean that regardless of whether it's winter or summer there is always some heavily made-up heavily perfumed teeange girl falling all over her boyfriend while she waits for a little baggie of fries and she's always wearing something that makes me want to bang my head off things. Last time it was a purse that looked like a disco ball.
Last night's crime against fashion? A miniskirt, legwarmers and skimpy little flipflops. That was everything below the waist, although we'll assume the underwear was there for the sake of my sanity.
I'm sorry. Legwarmers and FLIPFLOPS? Girl, it is December and it was a good fifteen degrees out last night. INVEST IN SHOES. I'm getting frostbite in my toes just looking at you. Not that that look wasn't cute, but, like, "hanging out by the fire at a ski lodge and not going anywhere" kind of cute. Not, "Let's all hop in the car and go somewhere outside of a house!" kind of cute.
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So every night during our lunch break at one in the morning Jess and I go to the Dunkin Donuts or Sheetz ten minutes away from the factory for food, and on Friday and Saturday nights the crowd in Sheetz can get a little ridiculous. And I don't mean in a behavioral type of way although, yeah, most of them are drunk. I mean that regardless of whether it's winter or summer there is always some heavily made-up heavily perfumed teeange girl falling all over her boyfriend while she waits for a little baggie of fries and she's always wearing something that makes me want to bang my head off things. Last time it was a purse that looked like a disco ball.
Last night's crime against fashion? A miniskirt, legwarmers and skimpy little flipflops. That was everything below the waist, although we'll assume the underwear was there for the sake of my sanity.
I'm sorry. Legwarmers and FLIPFLOPS? Girl, it is December and it was a good fifteen degrees out last night. INVEST IN SHOES. I'm getting frostbite in my toes just looking at you. Not that that look wasn't cute, but, like, "hanging out by the fire at a ski lodge and not going anywhere" kind of cute. Not, "Let's all hop in the car and go somewhere outside of a house!" kind of cute.
