the mad hattress

well, i took myself out dancing 2nite with a friend. i really wasn't prepared to dance, we actually went out to see american gangster (did YOU think he was really going to shoot that guy?). then we were like hmmm. drinks. then all of a surprise, they were dancing at the vault. which is so wierd. it's like this business lunch place.

so of course, i'm wearing my new red sox world series baseball cap, too-big jeans, american eagle shirt & gray zip-up sweatshirt. and gray tennis shoes. but still, i manage to attract cute guy who talks to me randomly a couple times. & then me & my g-friend went over & started dancing. it was pretty fun actually, for kind of an upscale, young, snobby crowd.

my guy of course ended up dancing with a lot of people, but liked this superpretty girl that looked like a skinnier version of me with brown hair. and well, dressed to dance. she was kissing him a bit & whatnot.

made me sad & miss my liar ex. (have to distinguish between him & the cheater.) he liked to dance & we had fun with that.

before we went dancing, i bought a funky new fashion hat which is vaguely warm. but a modified poorboy type that looks pretty sexy. i guess i'm just doing this new image thing which apparently involves wearing three hats in one night. 2nite i started out wearing the baseball cap, put a warm one in for the walk home from the train & then bought the gray plaid thing that looks sexy.

i can't say i've ever worn 3 hats in one night before.

but i will say, for any girl who wants to catch a guy's attention - baseball caps do it. i can't count the # of guys tonite that looked at me twice & then up & down.

in fact, it was my hat that got the cute guy in the bar talking to me. he asked me what was up & i actually started talking about the celtics.

(ROFL)

who woulda thunk it.

go sox. really.