Punk for a day, or 1 1/2 hours…

So I carried out my plan to be a punk today. Fishnet stalkings, black slutty-punkish skirt, white tank top, grayish “work shirt”, the punk bracelet, boots, straightened & teased & hairsprayed beyond belief hair, and wierd makeup. It was rather enjoyable.

Some people were just like, what the HECK are you doin? Other people did not even notice, until someone else pointed it out. Some people would walk up to me, be like “hey (my name)!” then this look would come over their face, and they would kind of look down at my outfit, and were like, “what are you doin?” It was funny.

A few of my friends were like, “You are the only person I know that could where that and still look good.” It was great. People I rarely talk to thought I should keep up the look, but alas, I am “old navy girl” forever.

I was thinkin’ though, that maybe I could go buy some punk-ish clothes and go punk like once a week. Then I’d be sort of a prep-punk-poser thing. It’d be fun. But I liked surprising people. I was really scared at first, but then I got to enjoying the reactions so much that I just was like, do I even CARE what anyone thinks? No not really. So it was awesome!

@~>~>-dreamergrrl