"Oh and stripes, stripes are in, look out for them."
That's what a ladyfriend on the phone said to me when we were talking about her and her boyfriend not able to make it to our town tonight. I had asked her, you know, got any tips for clothing stores where I can get a new shirt for myself, that I wanna wear tonight. She named a few stores and said, "Oh and stripes, stripes are in, look out for them." How could I not? Jesus, every other store had these Kanye West like shirts and everywhere I looked, they were all striped. Sideways, up and down, inside out, striped the fuck out. And what is this man, every other goddamned store has a fucking DJ in the effing store! I feel like I'm in a goddamned club or something. I also accidently walked into these model dudes that are working there, big head of hair, muscled out and wearing jeans and pink shirts (striped!) two sizes too small. I had thought I walked into one of those dummy's and dude scared the fuck out of me when he [I]moved[/I] and said "Sorry".
Still no shirt better I actually fled into the calm oasis of the large secondhand bookstore and browsed around some. My sister called me on the phone too and I was all like, sis, help me out here, where can I get a shirt for myself? She's like, just go into all the stores you never go into, there's a shirt out there for you.
I settled on a blue sweater, you know, hoodie, navycoloured (I know this because the tag said 'NAVY SIZE L'. Really comfy and wigth a zipper down the front and pockets. It's a nice Sundayafternoon "I stil haven't put my shoes on and maybe me and the guys are gonna play softball in the park and hope that she'll be there too" kinda sweater.