worn / for girl’s night out
girl’s night out. um, yeah. i’m just gonna go ahead and say it – i can’t handle it anymore. don’t get me wrong, i love a good, stiff drink. i love the idea of going out to a “club” and dancing the night away with my girlfriends. but how i imagine the night will go and how it ends up are two completely different things. that good, stiff drink turns into one too many, which turns into something that kiiiiinda resembles dancing, which turns into stumbling to a taxi and then home in bed way too late. at my age, the aftermath is unbearable. it used to be that i just needed a day in bed. now i need two.
in any case, this is what i wore. minus the hat.