Because sometimes, you get to see this:
In the woman's defense, there were some St. Patrick's Day festivities downtown last night. Which means that some unusual green is OK.
But there's no excuse for a fugly green fur vest and green purse with green feathers on the top. Matchy-matchy green feathers. And yes, it was her purse, she wasn't just stealing from it.
And this was in NO WAY the fashion attrocity of the night. I got to watch this hot little number:
Honey, I don't care that your fanny pack cost $600. It's 2006, not 1986, and you're scaring me.
She was actively trying to crawl across the bar to get to the bar tender to get a drink. And I didn't think she was drunk. We were in Mosaic, a classy place - a place that had amazing food like this:
And yes, there was amazing fun, hysterical conversation, and fun presents. But really, you want to see me make fun of people I see on the street, right?