Wore this to a bar on a Thursday. I thought it was gonna be a quiet night and I wouldn't have to worry about looking fab AND comfy, so I wore this. Bitches this was one of those nights that you think about what you are going to wear all week and then 30 minutes before you go out you realize you really didn't know what you were going to wear and run around pulling out everything and holding it all up next to each other. All while dancing around in your underwear and also realizing everything is way more comfortable in your underwear and why do you have to wear clothes anyway?
humph.
This was a "need to do make up in 5 minutes" kinda deal. Also, never put make up on when you're sweaty because it goes on super pigmented (it looks like I only got sunburned on my cheeks everyday for a week, hello bronzer!) and or smeary. This is probs all super obvi to all the super femmey people out there, but for my lazy ass not so much. Hey, it's dark, right?
Shirt: Marshalls, Shorts: Goodwill, Boots: vintage, Suspenders: H&M
*KISSES*
Anyway, I had a lot of fun in this outfit even if I didn't mean to. Got sloppy and embarrassing, but only embarrassing because we were the youngest ones there and acting it. CUUUUUTE bartender, that actually, what, smiled?! Sorry, I must always piss off bartenders b/c they're never smiley. omggggiggle she was super cute AND smiley.
Also, ended up having a fun time dancing around with this one chick and wanted to ask for her number in a "I need more friends in this town" way, not a "I need to get in your pants" way. HOW DO YOU DO THAT? No matter what it sounds creepy and/or offensive. Why do I always want to make friends at bars?! Why not normal places? What are normal places?!
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