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» Evidence that you're getting old

Noooooo!
A shopgirl told me she liked my belt. I told her I'd had it since high school. She replied "ooh. . .I love vintage things."
(Tue 2nd Nov 2004, 21:51, More)

» Losing Your Virginity

Mardi Gras Madness
I was 18 and had been drinking for a week due to the week-long campus Mardi Gras that my Catholic college put on. I was costumed up in a country and western thing, wearing a borrowed $600 cowboy hat (a prince's ransom to me at the time), and had been riding on my sorority's float. I dropped by a friend's dorm room for a mid-afternoon nap before the evening's festivities, as I had been hitting the sauce that day since 9 a.m. Instead of a nap, I had a lovely shag. I'll never forget what he said afterward: "From here on out, it's all fun and games"

He was so right.
(Fri 4th Mar 2005, 20:36, More)

» Office Christmas Parties

Can't quite bring myself to say thanks
for the measly fifty bucks. Whoop.
(Fri 17th Dec 2004, 21:22, More)

» Childhood bad taste

Crimes against Denim
It was QUITE the style to take a perfectly good pair of acid washed jeans, cut slices all up and down the legs with a razor blade, paying particular attention to the knees, and just SHRED the fabric. Even better, a slice just beneath the butt cheek, worn with men's patterned boxer shorts underneath, peeking through. The ankles were then tight-rolled, socks were layered to match perfectly the Generra HyperColor t-shirt, bangs teased and rolled into a bouffant, and scrunchie elastic used to hold up the sides of the hair. Ah, what a gloriously byzantine fashion scheme.

Did I mention that I grew up in a small Tennessee town which was legendary for the size of hair we ladies could produce? Ah, the Soddy-Daisy Bouf was known far and wide . . .
(Fri 10th Dec 2004, 16:59, More)