So okay! Amanda is going to be leaving Haley and me for over a month and you know what? I feel sad. Yes, I feel sad. I feel sad. "I feel soooo sad!"
So to spend our last few hours of daylight (hm...now that you think about it, even moonlight) together, the three of us (Haley, Amanda, and I) have devised a drastic plan to keep together until she departs for Brazil. D:
So! We went to the mall, the ULTIMATE FRICKIN TEEN HANGOUT BABII, after Mellow Mushroom that is, and went everywhere around, wearing pretty tiaras that Amanda got for us from Disney World.
First, we went to dELiA*s and got dresses and shirts, then to PacSun, where Haley thought she could take an hour just finding $50 of clothing. But we were fine, since things at PacSun are very wonderful: pretty colors and lovely perfumes.
Off to Hot Topic, right? Haley saw these amazing checkerboard pants online (http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/store/product.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302028387&PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524442169506&bmUID=1213498246718) that she wanted to get. Amanda saw the same ones in turquoise, so we marched off, Renee feeling extremely uncomfortable in Adidas sandals. But we tramped in, Haley finding them, but feeling inferior that she couldn't reach them, since they were on the highest possible rack.
So a worker comes over and sees a bunch of girls staring a pair of pants. I get one of those lightbulb moments and think he looks freakishly a lot like the guy I once saw at Hollywood Video. But anyway, he's so nice about the business getting the hook to get the hosen down, joking that if those were not the right size he would not get another pair down for us. But I had never encountered another employee as nice as that guy.
We go to the dressing room and Amanda and I go to look for merch shirts, so when Haley comes out, she tells us all about the cool guy. "You know how that guy has Mikey Way glasses?"
"Yeah."
"HIS NAME IS MIKEY." And you know, it is natural for us to FOON, and we do. Also later, she tells us that Mikey asked her about the tiaras we were wearing.
"Is it someone's birthday today or is it just...you know?"
"No, we're just being ourselves."
"Oh. Okay!"
I like Mikey. :) And when Amanda tries to ask for the turquoise pants, Mikey pretends to act all annoyed and sloop his shoulders, dragging his feet, and scoff. It was really funny. :D
We're obsessing over a guy we know nothing about.
Then we went to Hollister because we wanted to play with the music player. We pushed the Tokio Hotel "Ready, Set, Go!" remix maybe just a pajillion times, and pushed seventy other songs like "Friend Like That," "The Way We Talk," "Less Than Four," "Oh! Gravity." We kept dancing to them, but Haley got annoyed and we had to leave before Tokio Hotel could play.
Off to the M.A.C. counter! We had a really fun time with the eyeshadow, and the associate kept looking at us like Haley didn't know what she was doing. Uh, ahem! Get with the program, Haley is teh masta with the makeup! You DO NOT question her greatness! And it was her first time at the M.A.C. counter too...so applause, ja?
She helped Amanda with her raver look and Amanda gave my sister a "mermaid" look. But then...I told Haley to put eyeshadow on me, but it happened to be my skin tone, and that didn't work out too well...
Amanda tried out Ed Hardy perfume, I introduced my mother to the noxious fumes of Chanel No. 5, and Haley was over putting on Marc Jacobs. Somehow that made us wild and we ran around the counter like it was a race track. Vroom, vroom!
And then we went home.
Now we're at Amanda's, typing this, eating ice cream, listening to Top 40, and I'm dancing with my new boyfriend, Carni the plastic carnitorous. Sorry Eric. :(
Watch Mikey and Eric be avid readers. Ha.
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