Today I went out for an Indian buffet lunch. Partly because of all the delicious food pictures Helga is always posting and the other reason was knowing Vix is basking in the sun on the beaches of India.
I swiped on some bright eyeshadow!
The food was DELICIOUS.
(Picture speaks for itself)
What another loo? Yes.... and Coco's Mom is in that middle stall.
Someone refill the toilet paper in there!
I'm
Sexy
and I know it!
This fun house mirror was in the Sears shoe department. I almost missed it but whilst walking by I noticed my butt looked HUGE... and was thinking "Heck did my lunch catch up to me that fast??" That's when I realized it was a wonky mirror.
"Thank goodness"
*Sigh of relief*
And to end the fun I dressed up in a blue feather wrap and vintage style hat.
Weird story:
Yesterday while I was out thrifting I had found a new faux fur vest. It's just a Walmart brand not vintage nothing extravagant but it's really cute. So since it was freezing I just put it on over top of the sweater I was wearing. At the next thrift store I am looking around when one of the workers (A lady in her mid 60s or so) starts rubbing my vest. "Ohhhhh it's so nice" (She continues rubbing) "I just love it." *she says* I was sort of .... weirded out and kinda just laughing her craziness off. She then says "I bet when you wear this guys come up and want to feel your vest" (WELL LADY I don't know I HAVE ONLY HAD the thing on for 15 minutes) *That's what I wanted to say...*but instead I just continued laughing off her odd banter* (Lady is still rubbing my back/vest) I reach for this vintage hat and out of no where a helmet flies off the top shelf almost hitting me.... and "the rubber" then says "OHHH YOUR GETTING EXCITED"
WTF!!??
*lol*
Where do these people come from? I can understand maybe a quick swoop swoop up and down to feel a strangers coat (Not really cause I would never do such a thing) But a prolonged vivacious vest molestation is totally nuts! Had my vest been a cat it would have felt violated!
(This happened at a St. Vincent De Paul) *lol*
I had been out shopping with my parent's while Mr. Coco was at work, and when I got in the car after we left "the rubbers"store I started telling the story and said "And the lady kept rubbing me" My Dad blurted out "MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T GO THERE ANYMORE" *hahahaha*
A couple weeks ago I experienced my first rubber... but she just did a quick brush up and down on my lower arm cuff.
(At the time I thought it was strange) But now I consider her harmless after yesterdays encounter.
I suppose if I continue to wear faux fur... this will be my future.
Have any of you had this happen?
