At this stage in my adolescence, I very rarely have any fancy affairs to attend on the regs, I mean the Bat Mitzvah's started and ended in 7th grade.... I did tell you I live in Michigan, right, draw your own conclusions. Even when those few occasions arise the formality lends itself to the procreation of cutesy dresses, furnished by nude pumps and tasteful fabrics. But that's rarely any reaaaaaal fun.
Insert makeshift suit substituted with a blazer and leather shorts so you can easily be on your suit and tie shit. The key word is appropriate in these cases in contemplating conformity, which inevitably coincides with the insurance of safe styling, versus un-coformity in achieving a more unconventional version of you. Essentially: let the pot simmer or vigorously stir the cauldron.
Insert makeshift suit substituted with a blazer and leather shorts so you can easily be on your suit and tie shit. The key word is appropriate in these cases in contemplating conformity, which inevitably coincides with the insurance of safe styling, versus un-coformity in achieving a more unconventional version of you. Essentially: let the pot simmer or vigorously stir the cauldron.
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