Never felt so American
Today I bought clothes that make me feel important.
After FUCKIN AMY O'S dance class (oh lord, i am made perfectly for amy o's movement, can't i dance for her someday?), I went to downtown seattle to make myself. In the dressing room of Nordstroms, I tried on suit pants and blouses, posing in front of the mirror before humping it and sighing "you sexy ethnographer, you," before the retail lady interrupted my self-love session with a suggested top.
Actually, shopping isn't fun at all. And Nordstroms was too expensive and I could barely afford Ann Taylor LOFT. I never want to shop or wear clothes again.
After FUCKIN AMY O'S dance class (oh lord, i am made perfectly for amy o's movement, can't i dance for her someday?), I went to downtown seattle to make myself. In the dressing room of Nordstroms, I tried on suit pants and blouses, posing in front of the mirror before humping it and sighing "you sexy ethnographer, you," before the retail lady interrupted my self-love session with a suggested top.
Actually, shopping isn't fun at all. And Nordstroms was too expensive and I could barely afford Ann Taylor LOFT. I never want to shop or wear clothes again.