funny story . . is the worst way to start off any anecdote. it's egotistical and sets the expectations of your audience WAY too high. therefore i will not make such a boast and will instead say . .
story. i wore this ensemble on the cruise we took back in march on the "formal night". it's not really that formal, per se, but it seemed fitting (obvious reasons). upon exiting our cabin, the room attendant stopped us and made a big deal about how i looked "nice and everything", but warned me that there were hundreds of single women on the boat looking "just as good" as me and that i had better hold on tightly to my man. WTF, breaux?
what i wanted to say: i know you're giving me your best charming smile and foreign accent and seaworthy know-how and towel-folding-animal-sculpture-prowess and all, but you are being a complete - how do you say? - D-BAG.
what i actually said: ha. um. ok. bye.
jesse the rest of the evening: smug as hell.
i like to think i presented a twee bit better than just "nice and everything".
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dress: Pinup Girl Clothing (yes, again); shoes: TOMS wedges.