At it's finest

 Good news! I finally found an event to attend worthy of a conscience inclined toward heels, and un-ironic pencil skirts. Hooray for clothing items issued for appropriate matters! Spoiler: the layers end to no avail as the seasons progress, who knows, I may be layering bikini tops and shit by summers end.

No Promises.

Wondering where I went in such a outfit "so sophisticaed"– oh, Rick Ross– in good ole Mi-chi-gan...A super cool soccer banquet! Wooo, fun, awesome, country club, food, you might say to which I reply, "8 hours long" with a hint of exaggeration. But it was real and I seem to find entertainment in such of the tangible variety. I have to ask, though I find it unlikely to seek your reply, but does it surprise you that I play soccer, and I ask in the most egotistical manner, but do I come across girly or sheltered to you? You know me, always asking the hard hitting questions,

 Maybe I'm conceded, then again I did make a blog, featuring me, written by myself, with pictures of I.... But then again, again, aren't we all?


Ah, the art of strategic grammar misuse.