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Well, it's official. I've gone over the deep end. In honor of HOB, I decided that the outfit I brought to CA isn't good enough so my friend Les and I spent 3 hours at the mall today. At least the malls in San Diego are outside.
Now I have $250 worth of new stuff. Great blue velvet pants from Arden B, a black tank top from Bebe, a funky black belt from Wet Seal, and new black stacked flip flops from Macy's. And after all that, I realized how crazy this was and I'll probably wear what I brought in the first place. How does a kid I've never formally met fuck with my head like this?
Perhaps a few drinks at the beach for happy hour will provide clarity. Or perhaps you can assist. Though I think most of you are in the same damn boat.
Now I have $250 worth of new stuff. Great blue velvet pants from Arden B, a black tank top from Bebe, a funky black belt from Wet Seal, and new black stacked flip flops from Macy's. And after all that, I realized how crazy this was and I'll probably wear what I brought in the first place. How does a kid I've never formally met fuck with my head like this?
Perhaps a few drinks at the beach for happy hour will provide clarity. Or perhaps you can assist. Though I think most of you are in the same damn boat.
