Just the other day, Josh and I ventured downtown to get some clothes from Staci Woo's studio. I was super excited about this venture. After getting some new threads, we went to Wurstkuche which claims to be the "purveyor of exotic grilled sausage" (even the veggie breed). While Josh waiting in the long, winding line, I stepped out to take a photo of downtown LA, which is beginning to look more like a scene from Sesame Street.
As I stepped out, I stepped in, into a huge, still-warm clump of gum. I guess that's what I get for being such a gum fanatic myself. The funny thing is, I had pretty much "quit" that habit (except for work scenarios when I need a piece).
So, there I was, feeling kind of cute in my new clothes, anticipating a veggie Italian sausage with spicy mustard, doing a half-hearted moonwalk across the brick sidewalk, trying to get the wad off my sole. If this isn't a sign from the universe that gum is gross, I don't know what is.
Well, actually I do - bad breath on your labor and delivery nurse.
But hey at least your shoes were super cute,right!!!haha!!!;)))
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