This is NOT sour-sational

We got to see each other today, for once in a billion years, and we decided to have a little thrifting/malling adventure. So add two girls with absolutely no street cred, a lot of slut points, a couple buses, walking in the blazing sun, and a few bucks and you get trouble. Lots of it.

From the bus stop near Katie’s house to the thrift store, a couple honks and whistles here and there. Especially Katie’s Stanley Steemer truck honk, “Mah boys, man.” In total, we got three shirts, $12; one vintage Dooney & Bourke bag, $10; two mom jeans for shorts DIY, $4; and a pair of vintage Cole Haan loafers, $2. Pretty good for a mediocre trip eh? Then got bad karma by asking this lady in a Thai restaurant for change, probably saddest moment of the day... she was so happy she had customers, or so she thought! Sadlife. Then, walked to the bus stop and got asked by a creeper if we needed a ride. Eughhhh.

Took the bus back and transferred to another bus. RIGHT AS WE GOT OFF THE BUS, we saw the transfer bus pass us. So we had to wait another 15 minutes for another bus to come again... so we thought. Turns out, they had a break from the 2:01 bus to the 3:05 bus. Total? AN HOUR OF WAITING. IN THE GODDAMN SUN. SWEATING LIKE TWO LITTLE FAT HOGS. Then another bad karma moment came... Got these little awkward drinks called Tum-E Yummies, because I was so intrigued when I saw a little Mexican boy with it. Katie got Green Apple and I got “Sour-sational Berry”, which was so NOT sour-sational.

Finally, reached the mall. (Yay for air conditioning, safety from creepers, and mainstream shopping!) Got freaking POTATO CORNER, HOW AMAZING IS THIS SHIZ? I DON’T EVEN KNOW. Got some stuff, not really worth noting. And finally went to Sephora and experimented with makeup. Like the pics?

-Nancy and Katie