Here's an outfit so nondescript that I'm glad I can attach it to something of (arguably) more substance.
Sweater: uncle's. Polo shirt you can barely see: American Eagle, brother's. Tights: generic. Boots: Steven by Steve Madden. Ring: Rapunzelsgold. Shorts: secondhand from Christine.
Since it's Saturday, a script.
I wrote this when I was 16. It was performed , and I was the director (and it looked pretty cool, if I do say so myself, even though the play dragged on and on and on and on during the actual performance).
This is really tiring to read, and I can't believe my theater group let me keep the title for this, even in the press releases.
I write stuff after the jump.
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