It was a lucky thrift store weekend. The planets were aligned, etc. It's fun when that happens, and blissfully cheap.
My best finds were a pair of comfy brown cords and a gym shirt that says: L.A. Face with an Oakland Booty. I know it'll help me run faster.
Told a clever gent I know about my new getup, and he shot back: "On the back in small print, it should say 'And New England manners.' "
I guess one t-shirt doesn't really have the power to transform a half-British, academic, smalltown upbringing into urban street cred. But you can't blame a girl for trying.
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