I had forgotten about this picture. It was 4:00 am in a random kebob house.
Perhaps subconsciously I wanted to forget about the middle eastern drunk food binge. Or maybe it was because of the
17 shots 2 shots and a beer. But it definitely wasn’t because your outfit was forgettable.
I too want to go to an 80s-neon-mismatch-pattern-no-shoelaces-allowed party. If i leave that party alone though, I might change out of ONE piece of the ensemble. You are carrying a bag; that doesn’t sound like too much to ask.
Even the cabbies gave you the stink eye and they’ve seen EVERYTHING. Bring me next year. We’ll change into jeans at the end of the night and then go get pizza. Middle Eastern food with a belly of liquor is just asking for it.