I can't believe it. I bought gauchos. Not the slim, tailored, dressy ones that you see chicks that work for pharmaceutical companies wearing with suit jackets and over the top pointed heels.... but the flowy knit ones that you see teenage girls wearing with tank tops and flip flops. Yeah. And today I have them on. With tank tops. And Flip Flops. A army green and black tank top, layered, as is my signature style, with black gauchos and Old Navy Camoflauge Flip-Flops. It's happened. I. Am. Cool. And I SWORE SWORE SWORE that I wouldn't ever wear them. NEVER! NEVER I tell you! If I start wearing jeans zippered at the ankles, ever ever again in my entire life, or you see me with my hair in a ponytail on the side of my head, SOMEONE please STOP ME!I also discovered that if you take a shower, leave the towel wrapped arou
nd your wet hair, and make your lunch.... your towel can very conveniently be a napkin if you find yourself in a pinch. Wipe your fingers, sticky with the sauce from your South Beach Szechwan style pork on your head! How cool is that?And Now, Back to your regularly scheduled programming....
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I bought some too, similar to those you described for yourself, probably well over a month ago. They're still in the bag because I feel like I'm too old to wear them, but I really want to. You have inspired to pull those bad boys out and put them on! Thanks!
you're about 2 years late on those gauchos...
wow. harsh. Who are you? The fucking anonymous fashion police? Get a life. I life in the midwest, everything is two years late here. I like it that way.
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