Just spinning in circles.
I only own two Bohemian-type skirts, but when I wear them, I feel like a different person.
They're fun.
I wore one tonight to the Rocky Horror dress rehearsal. I dressed as if it were a real theater event, out of respect for the actors, and just pure love of the whole deal. Had we gone tomorrow night, as planned, I wanted to dress like Magenta...but these are the sacrifices of having a boyfriend in a frat on the biggest party weekend of the year.
Anyway. The true point of this entry was to point out that there were only about a full row and a half of people there, four of them being a group of sorority girls cheering on their 'sister' in her dialogue-less role. And the main point was that three of these four girls had on the exact same white golf (I'm not sure what they're actually called) sweater. The exact same one. And the fourth girl had the same sweater, though in that horrid, awful turqoise (calling it turqoise is a sin in my turquoise-loving eyes, though I can't think of another way to describe it) that every sorority girl seems to have at least three of. I'm not stereotyping or generalizing--I see it. All the time.
So I felt especially un-sororitized tonight, which I always love.
And I'd just like to say that, for chrissakes, I know these girls have money and can afford to shop in stores that sell more than one style of clothing.
I'll admit to being more 'fratty' these days, but never to being more accepting of sororities.
No fucking sir.
They're fun.
I wore one tonight to the Rocky Horror dress rehearsal. I dressed as if it were a real theater event, out of respect for the actors, and just pure love of the whole deal. Had we gone tomorrow night, as planned, I wanted to dress like Magenta...but these are the sacrifices of having a boyfriend in a frat on the biggest party weekend of the year.
Anyway. The true point of this entry was to point out that there were only about a full row and a half of people there, four of them being a group of sorority girls cheering on their 'sister' in her dialogue-less role. And the main point was that three of these four girls had on the exact same white golf (I'm not sure what they're actually called) sweater. The exact same one. And the fourth girl had the same sweater, though in that horrid, awful turqoise (calling it turqoise is a sin in my turquoise-loving eyes, though I can't think of another way to describe it) that every sorority girl seems to have at least three of. I'm not stereotyping or generalizing--I see it. All the time.
So I felt especially un-sororitized tonight, which I always love.
And I'd just like to say that, for chrissakes, I know these girls have money and can afford to shop in stores that sell more than one style of clothing.
I'll admit to being more 'fratty' these days, but never to being more accepting of sororities.
No fucking sir.