hayley and i spent some time in Parkdale recently. I always hear how bad the crackheads are there but because i live in the east side ghetto i always argue that my hood is much worse. after spending most of the day in parkdale though i can safely say it is much worse then our east side digs. the crackheads are a different kind there. scarier. younger. dirtier. no point to this really. i have an unusual hate on for the west side. i think i spent too much time there in my early 20's. ANYWAYS, haylstorm and i packed in a solid day of vintage shopping, getting lost in BWV and drinking pints and eating pizza at the rhino. I found this fabulous skirt. it was one of those magical moments where you walk in a vintage store, immediately catch a glimpse of a possible purchase on the rack, beeline for it, try it on, fits like a mother fucking glove and then buy it. for $11 discounted from $20. MAGIC.
Then we did this:
mike's bday. Joe and I got him a du rag and some NY bling. i think he looks so ghetto fab. i wish he went to bar in this get up.
then we took some family photos.
and hayley and i booked it to the painted lady to celebrate erin shwinn's deflowering... i mean birthday.
phil was a no show (it's ok, he had a good excuse) but matt came and drank a pint with us!
oh matt we're adorable!
and then we got down with this piece of awesome
and hayley serenaded me with some journey
and we danced with michael scott.