Alright, so I stumbled across a “fashion” blog a little while ago called the District of Chic. Now aside from being a blog about style in a city that has none, it’s more specifically a blog about the style of a girl that has none. I believe she calls herself “E”, maybe shes afraid someone will try to track her down and beat some (fashion) sense into her.
Anyway, I decided that the only way to deal with this is to do a little fashion blogging of my own, only mine will have a little errordactyl spin on it. The basic premise is this:
HOW DRUNK DO I HAVE TO GET TO BE AS BAD AT DRESSING MYSELF AS “E” IS?
and there is only one way to find out. So the other night I lined up the whisky shots and got to work, with the help of my friend and her digital camera. Here’s how it went down:
1) pick out an outfit
2) put it on
3) take a shot
4) take some pictures
5) repeat over and over again
All of the clothes in these pictures came from my own wardrobe, and I even threw some cheap crap in there just for you miss “E”. Each outfit was conceived of just before I put it on. Over the next few days I will post the chronological progression of the evening.