So emotional not really

I bought this H&M sweater yesterday when I went on an impulsive and very expensive shopping spree (I bought many other things too). When le life turns out to be very upsetting, you gotta let off steam somehow... that wasn't a very good excuse was it? Oh, my monieees... Fortunately this sweater didn't do too much damage on my credit card, $9.95's worth.

Maybe I should buy another sweater and shred the life out of it (*stab stab* why is everything so unfair, why why why? *continue stabbing*), and voila, a Rodarte-esque sweater. Now I can go out and show off my cheap-but-"expensive"-but-not-really-it-does-look-cheap-discarded-even sweater, a product of life sucking at times and me acting upon it.

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)