yesterday i went shopping. i was not intending to buy so much as look. but buy i did. and then i did it again and again. to make a long (and rather uninteresting) story short, i spent too much money. again.
i bought:
1. cowboy(-style) boots [now i have to buy short skirts, preferably denim, to wear with them. they do look good with jeans. alas, they are not pink as amy millan's, but i couldn't justify pink ones as easily as creme coloured ones.]
2. another pair of boots [they are so 80s it makes you want to sing (early) madonna. but why, praytell, do i need to have 2 new pairs of boots? this would be the 4th pair of footwear i have bought in the last 2.5 weeks. that is obsession. not the perfume.]
3. a dress [green, tight, with a flowy skirt, cotton. excellent for cuban weather. excellent for impromptu street sex.]
4. various shirts [all of which are short sleeved or sleeveless. once again, great for cuba. what the fuck will be wearing the month before i leave? not to mention the eternity after i come back.]
5. grey-ish pants [for teaching. as un-sexy as i dared. god knows i don't want 9th graders ogling my ass.]
6. green tweed skirt [also for teaching. unfortunately it does not go with afore-mentioned boots. either pair. nevertheless, it will do. not short, not too tight. ]
*sigh* i was hoping this list would justify my purchases. it didn't. it made me see myself as idiotic (i'm not) and compulsive (i can be). if you saw my closet, you'd agree. there are so many articles of clothing i have yet to wear. i'm always waiting for 'the occassion'. hah. the same goes for my underwear drawer. so much sexy stuff. so little sex.
but i do look forward to the opportunity of wearing my new boots. either pair. of course, my schedule does not allow me much 'going out' so i'll just have to dress like a cowgirl to go to school. excellent. with all the freaks and ginas at york, i'll fit right in. except the gina bit. pas pour moi, merci.
i want to go see the scissor sisters on monday. alas. no one to go with. i wish my 'real' friends were more like me sometimes. at least in their taste of music, arts, and literature.
i'm living for cuba right now. and then i'll be living for the end of this horrific, wretched school/work year.
i bought:
1. cowboy(-style) boots [now i have to buy short skirts, preferably denim, to wear with them. they do look good with jeans. alas, they are not pink as amy millan's, but i couldn't justify pink ones as easily as creme coloured ones.]
2. another pair of boots [they are so 80s it makes you want to sing (early) madonna. but why, praytell, do i need to have 2 new pairs of boots? this would be the 4th pair of footwear i have bought in the last 2.5 weeks. that is obsession. not the perfume.]
3. a dress [green, tight, with a flowy skirt, cotton. excellent for cuban weather. excellent for impromptu street sex.]
4. various shirts [all of which are short sleeved or sleeveless. once again, great for cuba. what the fuck will be wearing the month before i leave? not to mention the eternity after i come back.]
5. grey-ish pants [for teaching. as un-sexy as i dared. god knows i don't want 9th graders ogling my ass.]
6. green tweed skirt [also for teaching. unfortunately it does not go with afore-mentioned boots. either pair. nevertheless, it will do. not short, not too tight. ]
*sigh* i was hoping this list would justify my purchases. it didn't. it made me see myself as idiotic (i'm not) and compulsive (i can be). if you saw my closet, you'd agree. there are so many articles of clothing i have yet to wear. i'm always waiting for 'the occassion'. hah. the same goes for my underwear drawer. so much sexy stuff. so little sex.
but i do look forward to the opportunity of wearing my new boots. either pair. of course, my schedule does not allow me much 'going out' so i'll just have to dress like a cowgirl to go to school. excellent. with all the freaks and ginas at york, i'll fit right in. except the gina bit. pas pour moi, merci.
i want to go see the scissor sisters on monday. alas. no one to go with. i wish my 'real' friends were more like me sometimes. at least in their taste of music, arts, and literature.
i'm living for cuba right now. and then i'll be living for the end of this horrific, wretched school/work year.
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Oh, and about your sexy underwear, don't wait... put some on, and you will feel more sexier... Sex will come in seconds, trust me...
I might go to Toronto during next month... I need some tips on the best spot to party... and to relax
xxx
(And if it's not, just wear the new boots. That'll teach it.)