I'm just not pretty enough to live in New York.
Wait. Let me rephrase. I didn't have enough time or insight to prepare or create appropriate clothing and product to be pretty enough to live in New York. Those girls knock that shit out cold, and I just wasn't ready. I really feel like I've betrayed my coast, as what would have been a fashionable and somewhat extravagant packing job for Seattle just looked like shit compared to what those ladies were sporting. I sorely missed the products that may have made the difference. (see: sticky gel, moisturizer, apricot shell scrub, tweezers, hairspray and a hundred pairs of shoes I don't own. The effort was amazing.)
The plan for next time is as follows.
1 black dress
1 patterned wool skirt
1 black kick pleat skirt
2 camisoles
2 sweaters
An entire duffle loaded down with lipstick, hair product, handbags, shoes, and accessories. I'll never make that mistake again.
mmmm, new york wimmen. the beach boys (or david lee roth, if you prefer)can kiss my ass.
of course, you could take them all if you tried.
Posted by: logan at April 7, 2003 02:08 PMNow, SJet, don;t get me wrong. U 1 hot mamma, but by the time your next trip to NYC rolls around, all that stuff will be out of style.
this is why the left coast is more fab than the other one...out here,you can own your wardrobe long enough to amortize it.
Posted by: sven at April 7, 2003 02:25 PMAh sven, dont you see? I've chosen classic pieces that usurp time and fashion and would have been just as acceptable at any moment in the last twenty years as they will be in the next twenty. They're the equivalent of a fashion sarong. 8 dresses in one. The accessories are the key to success.
Posted by: sonya at April 7, 2003 02:52 PMI still think you're the purdiest girl in the whole wide world (but product can't hurt)
Posted by: me at April 7, 2003 03:22 PMBe You.
No-one can do it cooler or with less effort.
Sashay and sway with confidence, saunter knowingly into the movie poster store on Bleeker and sigh knowingly whilst thumbing the outsize prints.
It's never the wrong season to wear your heart on your sleeve.
You have the collective vote, now knock 'em dead! *makes kapoww! gun-trigger-thumb-forefinger-gesture*
Posted by: fire3500 at April 8, 2003 03:07 PM