(wearing: lace top c/o Sugarlips, thrifted skirt and belt, Aldo shoes)
My obsession with this Sugarlips top has reached a scary level...literally been wearing it everywhere with everything. I am really weird about my dressing habits. I will wear some items once and then forget all about them for months, and then there are some things that I will live in day after day to the point of my family asking me why I haven't changed my outfit for the past week..I mean uh..heh heh heh.
So most of you know that I am quite the homebody. For the most part; I like to hangout at home, laugh at my own jokes, binge on pizza, and be a weirdo on the reg. But lately, my friends have been convincing me to leave my little bubble and go out..which means being forced to socialize and being reminded again and again how many fuggin freaks infest the world we live in. I'm really not much of a drinker either, so when my friends feed me shot after shot of tequila things get weird reeeaaaaal fast. My relationship with hard alcohol is offfffficially over after a particularly strange outing earlier this week. I'm really considering bringing disposable cameras with me every time I go out (to document and share the weirdness) from now on..
OH, and while we are on the subject of weird- have you guys heard of plenty of fish? Well if you haven't, let me introduce you to the best thing that will ever happen to you. It is literrrally a buffet of cheese. Since my friend convinced me to create a profile (for no reason other than to be entertained by the ridiculousness that is a dating site chalk full of dudes who all seem to think they are the hottest thing since velcro...and none of them are even slightly normal) I have spent my nights literally crying, CRYING, from laughing so hard. Facebook pales in comparison to the entertainment that is POF.