If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it one hundred times. If you ever are in need of a self-esteem boost— bike home in a dress. There is nothing like some harmless catcalls to improve your mood and being that you are moving at a relatively quick speed, usually out of earshot before the comments can become inappropriate. This evening, in a blue plaid dress and tan high heels, I received my first SHAZAM! I would like to thank Capital Bike Share and Banana Republics everywhere.
Tips: I highly recommend wearing large underwear and making valiant attempts to keep your knees together. It’s important to be percieved as a lady, after all.
This weekend was largely uneventful. My father is firmly established in an apartment 6 whole miles away from my own. I had 3 uninterrupted days without my frat boys, which allowed for me to walk around the house in my underwear and enjoy a dirty dishes free sink. T-34 days until my Costa Rican vacation.
That is all. Today sucked and board meetings suck worse. My positive pants are currently not on my person, but tomorrow will be a brand new day.