I'm your fi-yer.
Saturday night, Jason and I had the pleasure of attending an 80's themed birthday party. I'm ashamed to say that niether of us had to go out and purchase anything to make our costumes. It was all in our closet. Even the jelly bracelets.
But I have a defense for each and every piece:
Pink bandana - I wear this as a do-rag at the beach.
White bead necklace - This actually looks really good with a certain outfit I have.
White plastic bracelet - Same defense as above.
Black plastic hoop earrings - See above.
Jelly bracelets - Purchased for halloween one year. The black ones also came in handy the year I dressed as Avril Lavigne.
Pink and white striped top - Oh screw it. I've got nothing. This was simply a bad fashion choice.
The tie - This is actually just a regular tie turned around. How clever!
The jacket - This is an excellent jacket when the sleeves aren't pushed up.
I think Jason got off way easier than I did.
How could this night have gotten any better? I'll tell you. Upon leaving the party, we tried to pop into a pub across the street because we had to use "the facilities". I was turned away by the doorman because I didn't have my ID. May I remind everyone that drinking age here is 18. EIGHTEEN. The week after I turn 30, I'm turned away from a pub because I don't look old enough to get in. Score.