Here's one for the “That Was Suppposed to be a Joke and Now It’s on the Internet?!?!” Files
My best friend sent me an email yesterday with the subject “OH MY GOD.” Last winter she went to a costume party. I don’t know what the theme was, exactly—some sort of construction-worker-meets-Burning-Man-artist kind of thing. She made a fringy miniskirt out of containment straps (used in building) and a sort of a tank top… with much less covered up than a tank top. It was iridescent orange, revealing and, while it sounds scary, it was fun and, well, strappy and not something one would be caught dead in anywhere but a theme party among friends.
Yesterday, she hopped onto the Web site for the organization that threw the party to look up an event date or something, and there she was, in all her glory: a GIANT photo of her in the orange strappy ensemble with one high-heeled-boot hiked up on the wall, give the camera man a (fake, joking) sultry dirty-girl look. On the internet. Yes indeed.
I wish I could post a link, but she’d KILL me. Hey: If you wear a bra made out of construction-worker-strappy things, chances are high that it'll end up online. Oh, it was very, very funny.
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2 comments:
Oh please send me the link! Oh please oh please oh please! You can't tell us about such a wonderful thing without showing, too. Didn't you learn anything in writer school?
*grin*
I'll bet I know who that is, too. That tramp.
{ducks quickly while high heeled boot flies across the room}
Actually, the title of the message was "There goes my political career."
Hey, babe. That's right... I've been blog-stalking you for months. And now, inspired and spurred by your brilliance, I have started my very own, very public blog: Things That Would Kill My Mother (http://thingsthatwouldkillmymother.blogspot.com/), where you can read alllll about the fruit roll up incident. (Strappy dress story coming soon) I'll even post my own embarassing pictures as soon as I can figure out how to do it.
xoxoxo
Buck.
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