um, like, the mall

Just got back from a quick trip to the Galleria. Met my mom out there and we hit a couple of stores we both like.

I felt like Rip Van Winkle or something looking around at the ridiculous costumes people are wearing these days. I’m in my usual jeans, tee shirt, flip flop ensemble (be watching the cover of Vogue for my look – any day now). Seemed like everyone else was wearing at least one of the following: spandex, sequins, feathers, big fake gold, platform shoes, asscrack-showing pants, tittie-bearing shirts. Everyone wants to dress like rock stars, even when just taking a trip to the mall. Or Kroger.

Guess it’s indicative of the fact that most people are focusing on doing shit to their outsides and nothing to their insides. All flash and no substance. It’s the “hey, I may be boring but you’ll be so busy looking down my shirt or pulling feathers out of your mouth, you won’t notice.” Ugh.