Soooo I have been taking my creativity and applying it to clothes... Dresses to be exact. I made one mint green one as my first try... It turned out cute but I used cheap poly blend fabric so its like wearing a tissue dress... Well I was at Ikea and I found some heavy cotton in red and white stripe and fell in love. I also bought blue and white. But the red and white was just calling out to me . It had to be a dress! So I was all excited and cut out the pieces and took it to my grandmas so we could sew it. We started the construction and I put up the front to me and was like " AAAHH DAMN IT!!! I look like I work at Rubys.... all I am missing is my queen size support hose and scrunchy white socks... " Of course my grandma thought that was super funny... I was like aahh screw it... lets keep making it. Then my uncle and cousin come over first thing my cousin says " Brookie you look like a Ruby girl" AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH damn honest kids! Then my uncle was like " Looks like you are going to volunteer at the Hospital as a candy striper..." SO I had to take it in stride coming from someone who told me I wore minnie mouse shoes all through my teen years. My grandma gave me the push I needed " Brook wear it in Seattle they don't have Rubys there" YES!! Not that I really cared at that point... I loved my dress but apparently I resembled a cheap waitress and a peppermint!
SO as you can tell... I rocked it!!! Love my dress!!! Everyone was staring at me and I felt like a freak show but I didn't care... I made that damn dress and I was going to wear it. I also think everyone was staring at me because I was literally the only one wearing make up. No one hardly wears make up in Washington or Oregon. let alone RED!!! GASP! And no one had crazy hair color... I guess I was a freak show... platinum hair and red lips.. Who knew... It was actually weird because when I came to Seattle when I was younger I remember crazy grungy punk kids.
Anyways right after this pic
We were walking and all the vendors were calling out " fresh berries, free samples... blah blah blah" So I am walking along my merry way and then we are passing this pasta booth... with some guy trying to get people to try his chocolate pasta... Well I decided I wouldn't pay attention to him because he was fucking annoying...
Then he says this
"Hey Candy Cane Girl, want to try some Chocolate Pasta..."
Fucking candy cane girl??? SERIOUSLY!!! I wanted to say PISS OFF MOTHER F-ER and shove his stupid chocolate pasta up his skinny ass! Who the hell wants chocolate pasta anyways??? Geeze!
Then Juan said " HAHAAHA BROOK he was talking to you Candy Cane Girl!" I was like " Yeah screw that idiot!" Juan thought it was hilarious.
The moral of this story is... I love my dress and no one can change my mind.... not even Noodle dick, oh I mean the pasta guy at Pike market. What do you think about my latest creation???
