Warning: That crap about
Spring springing...it was a lie...it's quite clearly winter...a fraking, baltic winter.
Which I discovered when I attempted to cycle across town in some truly awesome, but not winter-proof tights.
Now, I didn't go out in these tights and hot pants, although the thought did cross my mind. In fact, I went out in a black turtle neck dress (and chain), knee-high suede boots, tux jacket (held together with a safety pin - buttons are so 2000), and my Cossack B**ch Hat (r'prasentin' fo' ma' Kossaks).
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Who needs buttons? |
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Cossack Gangsta |
Be warned - hypothermia kills...even those that dress in a fashionably inappropriate way.
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