Authority

I'm sooo tempted to get a police man cap, and then wear it out along with a tight leather jacket and some supremely tight shiny leather pants. I'm gonna strut my stuff on the street like I represent... something awesome, pose everytime I come by a light post, look all smug and cool, suck on a lollipop. I'll chuckle the whole time I do it. Ah, maybe fishnets go better with the cap...

No, I won't do any of that. But seriously, I want a police man cap. It looks authoritative and commanding (not in the sense described above, above is a border-line fetish fantasy that is NOT mine!). While I may not actually have any authority over anything, I'll at least look the part and be impressive. Maybe the children on the street will buy that I'm indeed a police woman and understand the sentiment of me telling them to give me all their candy.

(Google Image generated pictures)

More Old Navy love

Recently I've developed the habit of stopping by Old Navy everytime I go to the mall. This is kind of an addition to my routine H&M check, now I just have another store to wander around in when I'm bored and I feel like spending money (a syndrome of a society based on consumership?). They brought in new stuff! And I like a lot of them! And I want them! I need a credit-card-whipper-outter stopper. Thankfully, I had my mom with me, so I didn't grab everything anything. There, she's my stopper.