Saturday, May 1, 2010

Day Three

Last night at Northside Tavern some dude approached me and said, "That is a very pretty dress. I don't think you should ever take it off." ...Coincidence????

The dress is losing it's shape; it's beginning to look like a mu-mu. The slip just keeps breaking. The straps are so messed up that I can't even tie them in knots. The slightest amount of tension breaks them. I've resorted to sewing the slip to my bra. I would go without it but a) not the point of the experiment, and b) this dress is see-through.

I've got some nice tears though! Charlie grabbed the hem of the slip and the lace basically fell off. Ha. This poor slip will disintegrate before the week is up (I hope).


And no, I don't smell. I still bathe regularly; I'm not an animal.


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