Vitamin Water: Power-C (Dragonfruit)
I can only think of two instances where I felt absurdly out-of-place. The first time was at the Avery House naked party this past semester. The game was that each item of clothing you wore to the party (which happened to be in mid-february) had a price tag on it. Fifty cents for socks, two dollars for pants; the plan was that people would bring cash to pay for their clothes and ultimately the booze. HOWEVER, instead people decided to avoid the price and come either nude or in their panties.
The second instance is right now: at MOCAD, where every employee is between 25-29, tattooed, and ultimately, the cool, authentic, down-to-earth version of anyone who has ever shopped at Urban Outfitters.
At the naked party, Amy and I got over our hesitations by stripping down, but here ... i either need to get a tattoo or by a vintage sundress and seeing as i already have a sundress ...
The second instance is right now: at MOCAD, where every employee is between 25-29, tattooed, and ultimately, the cool, authentic, down-to-earth version of anyone who has ever shopped at Urban Outfitters.
At the naked party, Amy and I got over our hesitations by stripping down, but here ... i either need to get a tattoo or by a vintage sundress and seeing as i already have a sundress ...