I'm never washing my hair again. We really know that's not true--I'm a product addict, but for a moment this morning I seriously considered it.
Maddie and I attended a singles event at The Depot last night. A friend of a friend started a dating service. Showing support and being mildly curious we went. I washed my hair and Maddie shaved her legs. Together we were one hygienic hottie.
It wasn't what I was expecting... desperation comes in all forms. We left after a few minutes and went to the food court. My desperation is in the form of Taco Time. Washing my hair and wearing cute new shoes for a mall food court is not my idea of a night on town. There's not a flask big enough for that--trust me, I've looked.
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LMAO @ "Together we are one hygenic hottie".
The closest thing I can compare last night to is a YSA dance being held at a bar.
Weird.
Damn straight we're one hygienic hottie.
Any dirty pictures this time?
Wait... why was it so yucky?!? Spill!
The demographic was the Vagisil crowd.
I think that experience requires a few more details, but I certainly understand why you wouldn't wish to harm your friend's business.
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