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Color coordination
May. 5th, 2011 10:16 pmThis morning I caved to an impulse for secret color coordination.
I put on pink underwear, a pink bra, white socks with pink heels and toes, and a pink tanktop. And then I hid the whole ensemble under jeans, a green sweater, and blue shoes.
Shhhhh, don't tell anyone!
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My undergraduate reunion is coming up in a couple of weeks, and the thing I am currently worried about is Laurel Parade. This is an event where all the alums and all the graduationg seniors, dressed in white, parade through campus and then sing "Bread and Roses" around the Founder's grave. Like you do.
I am having anticipatory white outfit worry. On the one hand, I don't really want to wear a dress, since I'm in a relatively butch stage at the moment (for me at least). On the other hand, I don't really want to own white pants.
All that being said, there is a not unsubstantial part of me that wants to go dressed up like Gerard in the San Francisco show of the World Contamination tour. I've got the hair, I just need the white polyester suit and the neck makeup. I'd be in Massachusetts in late May in polyester, so I'd even have the sweaty and smelly part down.
To be fully accurate, I'd also need the stage boner. But I live across the street from Good Vibrations, and I've kind of been having soft-packing impulses lately anyway?
I put on pink underwear, a pink bra, white socks with pink heels and toes, and a pink tanktop. And then I hid the whole ensemble under jeans, a green sweater, and blue shoes.
Shhhhh, don't tell anyone!
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My undergraduate reunion is coming up in a couple of weeks, and the thing I am currently worried about is Laurel Parade. This is an event where all the alums and all the graduationg seniors, dressed in white, parade through campus and then sing "Bread and Roses" around the Founder's grave. Like you do.
I am having anticipatory white outfit worry. On the one hand, I don't really want to wear a dress, since I'm in a relatively butch stage at the moment (for me at least). On the other hand, I don't really want to own white pants.
All that being said, there is a not unsubstantial part of me that wants to go dressed up like Gerard in the San Francisco show of the World Contamination tour. I've got the hair, I just need the white polyester suit and the neck makeup. I'd be in Massachusetts in late May in polyester, so I'd even have the sweaty and smelly part down.
To be fully accurate, I'd also need the stage boner. But I live across the street from Good Vibrations, and I've kind of been having soft-packing impulses lately anyway?
