somewhere around day 11 we were "losing the line"...the LINE being "NORMALCY".
our manners were headin downhill fast, we were talking way too loud everywhere and had weird inside INSIDE jokes that like, made no sense. ah, the weirdness that ensues when you spend 24 hrs a day with the same people for WEEKS.
i think it really came into play, FASHIONWISE, when we hit the thrifts in kentucky. our choices started getting really next levular.
not only did i put this outfit together, and not only did i think it was awesome, but so did jill & susan.
this is a silk bomber jacket that has a TIGER on the back.
and NEON YELLOW (the color is so off in this pic) volleyball shorts.
and the somewhat UNfeminine workboots i have gotten very attached to.
and my bra.
i mean...i know. WHAT?
i was LOVING IT.
i sent the pic to steve and bdonns and titled it "road dementia".
steve said ditch the jacket and be a fly girl, and brendan said not road dementia, road DARIA.
either way...this is now the only pair of shorts i own.
and i am not afraid to use them.
WATCH OUT, NEW YORK.