not six months before i moved back to chicago, croftie and dougo had a fall party. every mapher living in chicago then went to this party. and any time we saw any of those maphers for the next four years, they would mention two things: how wonderful that fall party was and how gorgeous croftie looked in her gold lame dress.
the dress was from the white elephant, a thrift store at the corner of halsted/fullerton/lincoln known for it's failure to adequately distinguish between dresses and nightgowns and the frequency with which it makes me ask the question: could i pull of $5 leather pants??? it was here, at the white elephant, that croftie purchased the gold lame dress that had people talking about that damn party for years.
i'm pretty sure this was the greatest party of all time and, as you can see, all these years later i'm still bitter. up to this point, the fact that sensei was in japan and, therefore, missed out as well has been my greatest consolation, but i think the $10 gold lame dress that the white elephant yielded up last weekend may finally heal my wounds.
which leaves this question: could i pull off $5 leather pants???