Yale gave George W. Bush an honorary law degree. Now he’s an honorary lawyer, the same way he’s an honorary president.
- Letterman
Moving forward.
Boy.
Okay.
I love horror movies and now I have to see Exorcist: the beginning and the Village, though the later doesn’t strike me as a horror flick just cause it looks like one in the commercials and it’s M.Night… my lover….
Two, I ‘officially’ am going to Atlanta Bread to shop for men.
Nextly – if I’m paying does some one want to take me shopping cause I think I need help. Today I had money and fit into a size 12 pair of pants… I have not fit into this fantasy in a coons age. Shopping was such a pleasure. I used to run around the Mall *wishing*
Now – I don’t.
BUT BUT BUT ~ I didn’t know what to buy… I feel like now I have this *mission* to change my look and my life! It’s a fantastic mind fuck. I’m so out of the “loop.” This is ME! T-shirt and jeans… bad t-shirts bad jeans, really bad. Guys clothes galore… Now I have a few skirts, a couple girlie cut T’s, my shoes, my really really cool shoes (with a cherry on top!) Now….NOW I’m into buying a jacket (just ask Christian the importance of a good jacket.) Nice clothes – I need stuff to go out in – be the muse I was meant to be. I’m in the process of making my own backpack cause I have my green one with the angel wings proudly sporting a flex of plaid explaining ‘real men wear kilts’, add a pin suggesting that I float along with the faeries and another to comment that I do listen to the Cure… delightful, but I want a smaller one.
Anyway, anyone wanna shop?
- Letterman
Moving forward.
Boy.
Okay.
I love horror movies and now I have to see Exorcist: the beginning and the Village, though the later doesn’t strike me as a horror flick just cause it looks like one in the commercials and it’s M.Night… my lover….
Two, I ‘officially’ am going to Atlanta Bread to shop for men.
Nextly – if I’m paying does some one want to take me shopping cause I think I need help. Today I had money and fit into a size 12 pair of pants… I have not fit into this fantasy in a coons age. Shopping was such a pleasure. I used to run around the Mall *wishing*
Now – I don’t.
BUT BUT BUT ~ I didn’t know what to buy… I feel like now I have this *mission* to change my look and my life! It’s a fantastic mind fuck. I’m so out of the “loop.” This is ME! T-shirt and jeans… bad t-shirts bad jeans, really bad. Guys clothes galore… Now I have a few skirts, a couple girlie cut T’s, my shoes, my really really cool shoes (with a cherry on top!) Now….NOW I’m into buying a jacket (just ask Christian the importance of a good jacket.) Nice clothes – I need stuff to go out in – be the muse I was meant to be. I’m in the process of making my own backpack cause I have my green one with the angel wings proudly sporting a flex of plaid explaining ‘real men wear kilts’, add a pin suggesting that I float along with the faeries and another to comment that I do listen to the Cure… delightful, but I want a smaller one.
Anyway, anyone wanna shop?
posted by *Natasha* @ 7:46 PM
1 Comments:
At 12:40 AM,
Tim said…
It's funny how I've lost interest in shopping... Until now. Either I love shopping for myself (only when I have the money), or helping people choose things... I love that. I would totally go!
Also, I just spent $93 on a jacket the other day... A nice brown, soft one... Even I know the importance of a good jacket. Be it as it may... Expensive?
Another note... You should feel YOURSELF in your clothes... and people change regularily.. So it's no surprise you're changing styles.
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