Dressing for Special Occasions
I put pants on and went to Heather Armstrong’s book reading and signing event tonight. I really, REALLY wish this lady had followed my lead:
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Holy shit! She ruined my night!
I saw someone riding their bike downtown the other day that wore [no] pants like this. So. Gross.
That is so clASSy.
at least her asscrack is covered. nice of her, doncha think?
Maybe they could have offered her a full back chair. Geez.
That was you sitting behind me?
Crap.
The girl in front of me had a tiny bit of crack exposed…but I passed on the photo op.
P.S. I saw you there tonight and thought for a very brief moment that I should just say hello…but I was already feeling like I was stalking Heather…and I’m just not a very good multi-stalker!
I saw you tonight!!! I wanted to say something but was nervous enough meeting Dooce. I couldn’t handle meeting two blogging idols at once.
Your rainjacket was very pretty. Can I ask where you got it?
Tramp stamp and everything…
I was there too!!! I tried to come say hello to you, but you were gone by the time I was done getting my book signed. Will you settle for a virtual hello?
EWWW!
Sick…
Too funny!!!!
Hey, maybe she reads your blog and will get a clue.
Thong AND “Ass Antlers” – Can’t believe Gail Ruzika was into the Dooce.
What I don’t understand is can’t these people FEEL that this type of exposure is happening??!?
OMG I just spewed my drink all over my keyboard! Sarah, thanks again for always making me laugh!!! Sometimes inappropriately but a laugh none the less!
Julie
Hee! (note to self — wear dresses for blog-friendly occasions)
thanks for putting pants on even if that person should have changed theirs!
It’s true, this is better than plumber butt, but seriously. Eww.
Um…..thanks for sharing?
Wow. That is just so wrong…
class…..with a “K”
“Shhh, that is finest fluke, or ‘whale tail,’ that we have spotted to date. Each whale tail has markings unique to that individual and serves as a fingerprint of sorts. What appears to be perhaps a blue and yellow dream catcher suggests that this female is a member of the lower classes of the American fauna known as a’sorority slut.’ Very likely, there is a male of the species, known as a ‘fraternity ape’ hoping to woo the female into drunken, groping, and loveless sex. Devolution at its most disturbing!”
http://livandkev.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-yet-to-get-fired-for-writing.html
I stand by the comment I made last night- Heather would’ve blogged about something like this, so we can too!
i love these photo op moments…so long as it’s me taking the photo
I thought that was you last night. I wasn’t postive about it until I heard your smart ass comment when the old guy in a had almost smacked you in the face with the glass door. I smiled and said yup that’s her. It was awesome seeing 2 of my favorite blogers in the same room.
HOLY BALLS!
Who lets their thong hang out at a Dooce reading? Maybe she thought it was a ROck of Love audition???
Hmmm and she did Feel that there was a problem there.
Why didn’t I go to Dooce’s book signing? I’m so mad I didn’t go. That could have been MY ass crack you’re blogging about. Hmph.
Classy with a capital K.