Jul 25, 2005 15:58
So, I returned last night from Grassroots, the four-day music marathon that was rather our last hurrah before Lilly (double "L" Lilly, not single "L" Lily) departs for New York and Unlimited Talent. Mirah, if you thought Portland was bad , Grassroots could have been renamed NeoHippieFest 2005. Apparently it's vogue this year for fashionable males to pair their dreads and dirty feet with long swishy skirts. I have never seen so many presumably straight men in skirts in my life. Also, shout-out to single "L" Lily; I saw several people in Bonnaroo shirts.
Today, alas, my beloved pair of Comfy Jeans finally ripped in the ass, so I attempted to find a new pair. But apparently, jeans are no longer worn. Instead, Stretch! denim tight enough to see your kneecaps are the thing. I have been fooled by these so-called "jeans" before, and so stalked stealthily through the Kohl's in search of my prey. At last, I found a pair actually made of denim, complete with a waistline above my pubic hair, only to notice the fraying on the knees.
I DO NOT WANT PANTS I HAVE TO PAINT ONTO MY SKIN AND THEN HAVE TO WOBBLE ALONG IN LIKE HOBBLE SKIRTS AND I DON'T WANT 'DESTRUCTED' JEANS I CAN TEAR HOLES IN THEM MYSELF WHILE USING REAL WORDS KTHNX.
Anyway, I'm finally home again and should be here for about two weeks, so give me a ring.