Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Santa won't you bring me the one I really need won't you please bring my baby to me e e yeah.

So this weekend I was making a special appearance on the A Train when this happened:
Take a moment to let that marinate.

This woman was obviously going to SantaCon in a holiday bousteire (this is how I spell it), erect Santa hat (with baseball cap interior for extra hold!), reading glasses (nothing gets you jazzed for all-night beer consuming like the NYT), a fur coat (want), and A GOLD SCRUNCHIE PEOPLE.

I'd like to focus on the gold scrunchie. Did she purchase this to match the rest of her outfit? Did she buy it at American Apparel? Does she wear this on other non-Christmasy days? Because I don't know about you, but when I'm thinking of the finishing touch to my just-slutty-enough costume, the first thing that comes bounding into my head like Rudolph out of the North Pole is a gold scrunchie.

Eggnog for everyone.

1 comment:

Chris said...

...and a special nod to the great MC. Gotta love some Mimi at Christmas!