Today I took a quick jaunt down to the Whole Foods on South Street after work. About a block before arriving at my destination, I noticed four girls, probably college aged, walking with one lone straight guy. Why did I notice them?
Because they were ALL wearing “the uniform.”
The uniform consisting of:
– 1 black North Face Denali jacketz
– 1 pair of skinny jeans from varying brands such as Hollister, A&F, and AE (why yes, I can tell jean designers by the stitching on the butt… you can’t??)
– 1 pair of Uggs of different styles (classic short, bailey button, classic tall, and cardy’s, if you were wondering)
I tried to snap a pic because the sight was semi-ridiculous, but they disappeared inside a Pinkberry-esque store before I could get my iPhone’s camera to boot up.
|this is what you get when you google “north face uggs”|
Then I realized, I WEAR THIS STUFF. Kill me now. Granted it is never all at once (plus I traded the black North Face in for a white one!). I feel old. What does this mean?? Wahhh!!!
Maybe I will “invest” in a classic Burberry trench, then I will never be that girl in the North Face again!
I also have been meaning to snap pics of tasty meals I cook up, but tonight I was so hungry I gobbled up my dinner, loosely based on this Emeril recipe the boyfriend whipped up. Yum.
I finally wanted to create (and upkeep) a blog. I couldn’t think of a name… then it hit me. Whasian. White + Asian. It’s a loving nickname, given to me by a certain bestie many moons ago. See: Urban Dictionary, definition #3, except the other way around? Weird, yes. Offensive, no. Plus, Whasian is a better nickname than Jenis, Trannie, or the absolutely dreaded “Bennifer.”
Why am I doing a blog? Something to do on a regular basis, a place for me to post my thoughts, ideas, events, pictures, food, vent, and keep up with friends. Facebook is getting boringggg.
So… welcome! Read a little, read a lot, comment, or don’t. I’ll love ya anyway.