
my going out uniform. biggest top possible + glorified undie. free flowing and cheek hanging.
top: winter kate, shorts (or lack thereof): one teaspoon

cactus cooler chaser. trying to counteract my goblet of fire.
b.f. not pleased with that stiff pour. not. one. bit. but don't think he didn't polish it off.





these sort of remind me of some old skool frankie b.'s. lace ups. you know you had those when they were cool. that 2 inch rise....yikes.



my vision, my photography: blurry.



party on wayne weekend. first of all, who drinks shots of vodka? second, who drinks them out of goblets? zoey does. loca. so we all followed suit. like amateurs. after the jersey shore shot-fest, we went to see a friend's band. my post hiatus.....my killer headache....and my inability to pontificate? blame it on the alcohol. let's just say the patron didn't really get me in the zone. but i'm back to responsible sally. and tuesday. which is basically as lame as monday, lets be honest.
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