Okay, so Prada shoes gave me a huge blister, about the size of a penny, on my left heel. Ouch. I looked totally fashionable walking with a limp for half the day. But, then again, really fashionable people don't complain about pain. Fashion before comfort and all that. Beauty is pain, and vice versa.
My outfit today was totally hot, though. AND comfortable. I wish I had a picture of it, but I'll probably wear it again.
There was something else I felt the need to inform yous guys of last time, in a post script, but now I can't remember it, so it musn't have been very important.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Ugly Sweater Party
Hey guys, back to school tomorrow. I need to decide on a full week's worth of awesome outfits.
I think on the first day I will wear a white t-shirt, my denim leggings, a skinny red belt and/or ginormous black floral pin, and my Prada oxfords, seeing as I don't have to walk very far.
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For our last week of freedom, some of my friends and I did some fun stuff, like go to the zoo.
Friday night we had an Ugly Sweater Party. I had gone out the day before and bought three sweaters at Value Village. The one I ended up wearing was a red cardigan with cows on it and a barn on the back. The other two I bought because one of them was probably the most hideous sweater I had ever seen (it looked like someone had chewed up a bunch of other sweaters and then thrown them up again), and the other was that type of sweater that every man had in the eighties. Yeah, that one.
Anyway, we had chocolate fondue, and watched cheesy horror movies, then my friends Cat, Junior, and I stayed up until 6 a.m. doing next to nothing.
I think on the first day I will wear a white t-shirt, my denim leggings, a skinny red belt and/or ginormous black floral pin, and my Prada oxfords, seeing as I don't have to walk very far.
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For our last week of freedom, some of my friends and I did some fun stuff, like go to the zoo.
Friday night we had an Ugly Sweater Party. I had gone out the day before and bought three sweaters at Value Village. The one I ended up wearing was a red cardigan with cows on it and a barn on the back. The other two I bought because one of them was probably the most hideous sweater I had ever seen (it looked like someone had chewed up a bunch of other sweaters and then thrown them up again), and the other was that type of sweater that every man had in the eighties. Yeah, that one.
Anyway, we had chocolate fondue, and watched cheesy horror movies, then my friends Cat, Junior, and I stayed up until 6 a.m. doing next to nothing.
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