babble
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Drop it like it's hot:
I just spent the last 20 minutes or so getting all dolled up for the Brewery holiday party. The owners of the artists' complex where I live throw a party for the residents every year, and we go drink free booze and eat free food and socialize with the same people we see at the cafe every night at dinner. Anyway, this is not something I get too dolled up for, as it's just across the parking lot, and were I under- or overdressed, I could just walk back home and change. (I probably wouldn't, though - I'd just tell everyone to fuck off. Because I'm classy.) All I did was put on a push-up bra and a lower-cut shirt than I would normally wear, and put on high heels. They were a little uncomfortable, but once my toes started to get numb I really didn't notice anymore.
So it appears that I have everything I need for a successful party - cleavage, mascara, high heels, and an Irish liver. They're going to wish they'd never invited me.
babbled by Kat @ 7:05:00 PM |
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