Wow it's Cold.....Take I Look At This!
all right this story is completely embarassing, but what else is livejournal for but sharing too much with people you love:
So every night before I go to bed, I set out what I'm going to wear the next day so I don't have to rush. Last night I was feeling particularily creative so I put together a pretty cute look and went to bed satisfied. So this morning I wake up, do my hair, put on some make-up and then put on my clothes (today's outfit: black and white tweed skirt, which has a banded waist with a black ribbon and the cut is A-Line and very flirty, then my Billy Holiday shirt, my green cardigan, silver long earrings and silver sandals). Immediately when I step outside my building I realize it's too cold for what I'm wearing but I'm already behind schedule so I leave anyway assuming I'll be find, I also notice it's windy but leave for class. Needless to say I'm freezing my ass off realizing that sometimes function may rule over fashion, I know...it's horrible. So I call Brent to have him come pick me up so I can change, while I'm waiting by the Student Center I see these two football looking guys wearing Morris sweatshirts walking towards me to go into the building. Just my luck, a big gust of wind blows the front of my skirt up and the ribbon hem on the bottom of the skirt gets stuck on the button on my sweater fully exposing my lace polka-dotted underwear to these meatheads. The guy on the left says, "You gotta watch out for that," and they both go into the building. I'm left alone outside feeling like a social devient. Two closing statements: I'm not sure if the situation would have been better or worse had I been wearing more understated underwear, like cotton boyshorts that say Chicks Rule on them or something instead of my nice ones AND two, for one of the first times ever, I had no witty response, I just stood there looking at them as they walked away, but what do you even say..."Wow, I usually wait to show people that until they at least buy me dinner." Life still keeps getting more and more ridiculous.
Well that's about all the embarassing shit I have to say for now, but hey it's not even noon yet.
So every night before I go to bed, I set out what I'm going to wear the next day so I don't have to rush. Last night I was feeling particularily creative so I put together a pretty cute look and went to bed satisfied. So this morning I wake up, do my hair, put on some make-up and then put on my clothes (today's outfit: black and white tweed skirt, which has a banded waist with a black ribbon and the cut is A-Line and very flirty, then my Billy Holiday shirt, my green cardigan, silver long earrings and silver sandals). Immediately when I step outside my building I realize it's too cold for what I'm wearing but I'm already behind schedule so I leave anyway assuming I'll be find, I also notice it's windy but leave for class. Needless to say I'm freezing my ass off realizing that sometimes function may rule over fashion, I know...it's horrible. So I call Brent to have him come pick me up so I can change, while I'm waiting by the Student Center I see these two football looking guys wearing Morris sweatshirts walking towards me to go into the building. Just my luck, a big gust of wind blows the front of my skirt up and the ribbon hem on the bottom of the skirt gets stuck on the button on my sweater fully exposing my lace polka-dotted underwear to these meatheads. The guy on the left says, "You gotta watch out for that," and they both go into the building. I'm left alone outside feeling like a social devient. Two closing statements: I'm not sure if the situation would have been better or worse had I been wearing more understated underwear, like cotton boyshorts that say Chicks Rule on them or something instead of my nice ones AND two, for one of the first times ever, I had no witty response, I just stood there looking at them as they walked away, but what do you even say..."Wow, I usually wait to show people that until they at least buy me dinner." Life still keeps getting more and more ridiculous.
Well that's about all the embarassing shit I have to say for now, but hey it's not even noon yet.