oh good, stupid blogger has finally let me into my account - so NOW I CAN POST AFTER WAITING FOR 5 DAYS. thank you blogger. thank you for nothing.
i've had this waiting in the wings (of a pteradactyl) and i'm so happy i can post it now. i got to hang out with my girl renuka weekend before last - i guess, or was it last weekend? i dunno. it was the same day as the City Limits ordeal. anyways- i must say that renuka is one of the hottest, most-delicious, trampiest yet funfilledest, and bestest friends i own. i have no shame in asking her anything. and i do mean ANYTHING. i don't want to go in detail here because, well...i do have shame in telling you people about it. sheesh - if you really wanna know, you better start working on becoming one of my trampiest friends, because for some reason, that slot cannot be filled enough. um, what?
me and nuke went to Ross and we made each other try on the worst old lady clothing we could find in the store. and i mean - HIDEOUS. god, we were laughing SO HARD at the outfits - that we almost peed ourselves once we threw that shit ON our bodies. oh my god. humiliating yourself in a public dressing room is more fun than you can imagine - i highly suggest it the next time you have a good friend and some time to kill. so uh...this is what we tried on.


old lady clothing is amazing. not only does it help blackheads and large pores, ruffles have a special use:


nuke got to sport the sexy outfit - and portrays her sexiness well through photographs. way to go nuke!


and oh yes, there was a little girl who witnessed our entire charade of humility. she made the entire experience worthwhile.


and me and my homegirl. i love you nuka!!!!


can't wait to visit ya in philly!