Going Out Essentials:
I’ve come to the realization that not much fits into a ‘purse’ suited for a hamster. No matter how hard one tries to inconspicuously overstuff a miniature bag, it will always appear that you’re a hoarder of materialistic items. Therefore, a girl is forced to prioritize her belongs. Over my years of experience these items have proved to be most valuable.
First and foremost…THE FLASK. There is a huge tradeoff happening here, mostly beneficial for all parties involved. Okay so the thing takes up the entirety of your so valuable square footage but HEY it deems other more frivolous items useless. Money is no longer needed to buy drinks, you simply spike your lemon water. Let’s face it, make-up is no longer necessary (pun intended) when wasted. There’s no saving you now so just have a bitchin’ good time and look like shit.
Secondly, NETWORKING CARDS. I no longer refer to them as business cards simply because I have no business. Honestly speaking now, I give out my number far too much to be bothered to repeat it time and again throughout the night. This is the lazy girls way of life. Sooner or later the smart girls will catch on. There you have it, I’ve whittled down your purse essentials for you ladies, no need for thanks.
My best friend and I are separated at the moment. She moved to Boulder, CO and I’m in Northern, CA. She’s the cat’s pajamas, I miss her like an elderly woman misses jello shots in Cabo. We took this picture almost a year ago but I’m over here wishing it was tomorrow. Miss you so much Krystalyn, I love you!!
I’ve had that discman for dayzzzz. I call her mellow yellow. She has showed me some amazing times. My old car didn’t have a cd player and I’m not a fan of the radio so I had one of those tape-deck thingys that plug into the tape player.
I’ve split coffee on mellow yellow, I’ve melted ice cream on her, I’ve put her in my sports bra and taken her for a run and she’s still playin the tunes skip free. Whata fuckin’ trooper.