Thirft Time! Thirft Time!

Salvation for our souls?

Better yet Alisa walked away with a $3.00 Christian Dior pinstriped blazer. In almost, yet really really close to perfect condition, I Isabel was left in utter competition mode and shopped a little t0o hard but failed to find a label.

Alisa:
- Christian Dior jacket= $3.00
- Striped red and black shirt = $3.50
- Blue and white cardigan= $4.50
-White tank top= $2.00
- Sailor blouse= $4.50

- Blue and white striped sweater shirt= $5.00

Isabel:
-Plaid blazer= $6.50
-High waisted black skirt= $3.50
-White and black striped shirt= $3.50
-Flowery blouse turned dress = $2.50
-Black sweater= $2.50


Salvation, salvation, salvation.

To this weekend:
Friday night we went to support a new founding frat that was too far away as we literally smooshed in a car.

Let me explain. We had two girls in the front seat. One girl in the far right, a boy, another girl, a couple sitting on each other... and lastly Alisa laying flat over them and Isabel laying flat over Alisa. We managed to pass 5 cops, and no ticket. Jesus was on our side that night until Isabel fell out of the car and into a lovely puddle ( thank you combat boots for protection).

Let's just say: jungle juice and very odd and old portraits of some interesting old men embraced the walls.

Saturday night can be called the worst dancers in one room kind of party. Let us take it back to the robot break dance european wearing speedos maybe a little gay kind of dance.
It was quiet a sight.

As we left to find something else to do our night took a turn as we were abandoned in a house without our jackets so we did what we do best. Took shots and danced with two of our good guy friends, you know so we could bare the cold later...

Basically we did not go home that night.

And we were rescued and taken to cover in the Safeway House.
Were Alisa got a bed and Isabel ended up on a couch with an Indian blanket thinner than her.

Shit out of luck in a sense.