Although I was pretty absorbed in my food I couldn't help but notice some of the crazy "fashion" at Mason's. The bar was packed with young professionals in their finery. The women were suprisingly pirate-y. Women only wear jeans to dress up now, it's like a law or something. No dresses, no skirts, just tight as fuck jeans, often cropped with high skinny boots, which accounts for the pirate effect. Or the boots are tucked in. This look is still ruling over everything. The only other kind of pants that are acceptable are the loose, flowy harem style pants that make everyone watch your butt jiggle (it's not just me who watches, right?) and that go waaayyy up your butt when you stand up. These are also somewhat pirate style. Tops are your standard glittery boob tops. Implants and fake tans=in.
OK, for what to do this weekend, Feeling show tonight at Distillery if you are not punk enough to hack it at Gilman and watch the Bananas. Tomorrow, Alkali Flats show. Sunday I am going to a champagne brunch on the Delta King! Exciting and I will probably do some serious napping after to get ready for DJ Roger and DJ smiller's new pop night at the Press. That's right, sunday night! I don't know if this night has a name or website or schwag yet, but I'm sure it's coming soon. They need to think of something catchy like Daggers! or Vicious! like, oh I don't know, Vicious Electric Daggers! Or Watch Out For That Sharp Edged Thing! It Will Cut Your Clothes But In A Sexy, Shredded Way! Or, Tetanus Shot!!