Wednesday.
That's the day I do mostly everything in my life. There's something about a Wednesday. I spent the better part of this day with one of my favorite people from college. She has red hair just like Jenny and I think I must be attract friendships with red heads. Still she has a blonde aura about her. She's a blondie at heart.
That's the day I do mostly everything in my life. There's something about a Wednesday. I spent the better part of this day with one of my favorite people from college. She has red hair just like Jenny and I think I must be attract friendships with red heads. Still she has a blonde aura about her. She's a blondie at heart.
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The plan Blondie and I set up was to just go shopping. Stop wherever we wanted and browse as poor college students, there was almost nothing we could afford. Our first and most successful stop was at Urban Outfitters. It wasn't so much that we couldn't afford things in this store. It was more there were better ways we could spend eighty dollars, then on a piece of fabric masquerading as a dress.
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The most exciting part of Urban Outfitters was their vinyl collection. The only place to go when you want all of the days hit records on vinyls. Beyonce's self titled set was there for fifty dollars, the exclusive Lana Del Rey Ultraviolence was there. The cover sported a sexy knee and the vinyls were translucent. Still. Not thirty five dollar cool. Taylor Swift's 1989 was on the wall, obscure indie bands had their place in between Ed Sheeran's X and the Muse's latest release Drones.
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It really was pretty cool. They even had vinyl record players ranging from a $100 to $200 available for purchase. The price of free that was the one my Aunt gave me was a much better deal.
Side note that I swear I've seen a really nice one at Target for around a $100. Urban Outfitters really is a browsing, not a buying store. We went into a few boutique stores. We weren't impressed. I did find some glittery shorts that would be perfect for a clubbing outfit. I was $35 dollars too poor for that investment. |
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The most surprising find was this little antique store. The antiques for the most part were inconsequential. There was a vinyl selection. Three dollars each and in among the pile was Olivia Newton-John's Have You Never Been Mellow and Linda Ronstadts iconic Simple Dreams.
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They were perfect for my burgeoning record collection that includes Ricky Nelson, Elvis Presley, and The Sound of Music soundtrack. All of which were part of one of my not so recent videos “The Hills Are Alive With The Sound Of... Shut Up I'm Trying To Talk Here.”
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Blondie and I also stopped by this gorgeous church. All the doors were locked. It was Pentecostal. No surprise. All I wanted was to get my God on and I was God blocked.
We then ventured our way further into the heart of the city. Exhausted. Our thirst not quenched. I parallel parked (successfully). We walked. Lost more bodily fluids. Found a shop that boasted liquid refreshments. They had milkshakes. We moved on. |
It was while traipsing down a tree covered boulevard that we discovered a quaint little coffee shop that could only be found in a city. It was cavernous. Expansive. Not surprisingly empty considering it was 3:00. We sat down gazed at the board. Finally settled on what to get. Blondie got a Mocha Frappucino (?) and I got a wonderful iced grean tea latte. It was perfect.
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In true college student fashion, we kept walking around. Did a little more browsing. None of it serious and finally returned home about 5:00. I had more plans for the night. It might surprise you that I'd stayed in bed the past two days with practically no human contact.
I'd made it through this day with three inch wedges on. |
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I finally got home. I'd made the decision to let my mother in on these shoes. I've had them for a while now. It just wasn't something I've shared with her. They are certainly my most conservative. And, I said to myself today is the day. I'd prepped her on the fact that I'd wanted to be taller then Boomer.
I showed them to her and she called me a “cross dresser” (this was following an encounter where I had on a shirt with a peter pan collar). Needless to say I believe I'm going to succeed in being the family disappointment one more year in row. So, that's exciting. I think I'm even running unopposed.
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The twins and I decided to go to the trivia night. Again. It went really great. We got to the coffee shop and low behold someone we knew from high school was working there. Apparently she'd moved out and was now living in apartment.
She was renting with this boy who's a complete stoner. Now she is an arts major, but even she knew this wasn't a good idea. It was so great that she was there. I was able to pester her with all the questions I had, since I've started going there. |
Now the actual trivia was questionable. Team Name: 50 States of Beyonce. We didn't win best team name surprise of all surprises. We also got dead last place. Not kind of last place. We hardcore lost. It was really great. We left our team name off of one of the ballots, because we were doing so bad. I'm so ashamed that Beyonce had to be linked to our ineptitude.
Usually after a night on the town. We go to Walgreens. However, we decided to live on the wild side and go to Target. I think the Mayor bought starbursts?
It was really productive. A solid night.
It was really productive. A solid night.
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