My girl Nicki in yet another awesomely ridiculous ensemble.

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Pictures I Take of People on the L:

This is my favorite person that I have seen on the L in awhile. I had to take a picture. So I think this man…let’s call him Cesar is the inspiration for a new series Pictures I Take of People on the L. If you see someone like Cesar… or someone better…I encourage you to email that to me: PicturesITakeofPeopleontheL@gmail.com and I will post that on this blog and credit you of course. If you don’t live in Chicago please take pictures on the Subway or I guess of the carpool lane if you live in LA. Ok? Cool.

Anyway so yeah …that’s Cesar up above. Look at his incredible ensemble! His hair is graceful yet masculine…his mustache is oddly very black for the color of his hair…so I’m guessing Just for Men is involved here. The coat is something else…navy wool…brass buttons dotting the front…a (wishful) military man. Maybe Cesar couldn’t serve in the army because he has flatfeet…which is why he wears those orthopedic shoes. Then again, the orthopedic shoes may just be cheerleading shoes and the turtleneck peeking out of the top of Cesar’s jacket might just be his male cheerleading uniform covered up. I mean now that I look at Cesar’s posture and pose it kind of makes sense. He has incredible turnout and is practically standing in 4th position without even trying…just listening to some Jock Jams Remix that he choreographed his routine to…getting psyched for the big show.

I’m also glad that red head over Cesar’s left shoulder caught me taking this…whoops. I would be a terrible spy.

Phoebe Dream

So…last night I had a dream that Phoebe from Friends was in my dorm room with me.  Maybe this all started because I could hear Friends on loop coming from the TV next to my room, but anyway she was with me and going through my wardrobe.  Phoebe told me that she had filled a bag up with my clothes while I was gone that just didn’t make sense to her fashion wise and thrown them out.  She also informed me many of my fashion choices were dated and middle school like.  Who is Phoebe to tell me how to dress?  She dresses like she stepped out of the 90s barbie collection. What is this dream suppose to mean to me?  I mean I’m not really in fear of stepping into the work world of suits…because I haven’t even been hired yet or possibly will never be hired.  Maybe this will force me to get a job so I can stop having dreams about Lisa Kudrow’s spastic character. Who knew? Friends…it’s powerful stuff.