The Week in Retrospect

This is what I remember from this past week:
1. Sleeping. a lot.
2. Managing to get a 96% on a paper about street children in Brazil despite the fact that I quoted Fight Club
3. I woman touring my school while wearing Apple Bottom jeans and an Apple Bottom jean jacket. I was kind of frightened.
4. Forever 21 has the best t-shirts. Hands down. Nice solid v-necks, very American Apparel but without the sketchy "do they or do they not have sweatshops?" controversy. You can basically garantee that Forever 21 has some sketchy labor practices.
5. Scheming to buy this shirt and take pictures with red dixie cups while wearing it, purely to rebel against the administration at my school and their sheisty crack-downs.
5. This is the alternative to the Hawaiian shirt. Don't ask. Okay, ask. My best friend's boyfriend has a thing for Hawaiian shirts. I may or may not have ripped one off of him and hid it in a ceiling tile. I want him to wear that American Apparel shirt.

Basically Glamorous

I'm back a day early. How progressive is that? Very, my friend. But, how could I wait a day to write about these American Apparel leggings? It is physical impossible. Really. I want these leggings. I need these leggings. They're shiny and tacky and all things wonderful. And what's even better is that they own up to their tackiness. They're called the Vegas leggings for christ's sake. I mean, if they weren't $42 I would own them now and be wearing them as I write this. But, honestly, who would pay over $20 for a pair of leggings that are a) embarrasing b) don't allow your legs to breathe and c) probably make your claves look huge. I still want them though. Oh American Apparel, I am such a fool for you.