fil and i have a wedding to go to on the weekend so i went out and bought the most not appropriate wedding going dress i could find. not that it is scandalous or anything, it’s just, dumpy the way of 1977 teenage babysitter and is not anywhere near the neighborhood of fancy. so i guess that makes it perfect.
so then i went on a spending all of my money in ten minutes spree on clothes. i haven’t bought clothes for myself in eons, not including the cheap wife beater i buy monthly that shrinks up to nothing that i never ever wash and then leave at my apartment in toronto which i never go to.
i got new jeans. yay. oh and a new purse so if anyone wants to buy that furry ragamuffin purse that i am always toting in photos for sentimental reasons let me know. i may even leave a bunch of junk inside of it. ok i WILL leave a bunch of junk inside of it. you like canadian nickels and busted eyeliner pencils right?
