I am skurred that I may have accidentally created a time machine out of a Delorean and time-traveled back to 1982, because apparently? Someone has two thumbs and CANNOT get enough neon, and it's this guy. And also? This guy found himself browsing the interwebs yesterday for mesh tank tops. Let me repeat that. MESH. TANK. TOPS. Granted - I want one to work out in (over a sports tank), but still, MESH. TANK. TOPS. I'm not talkin bout sheer, thin mesh either. Nope, I want the big old, black, fish-netty looking mesh. Hold me.
"Yo, check me out. My name is Amber, and here's how I do. I got nonstop hotness, hardcore learning disabilities, constant horniness, and I'm rockin' one leg. Whoo! Yeah! I don't know what they can do to me, 'cause this bird is already Swanned out! All I want is some medicine for my ringworm, and a cool-ass face tattoo. What-what?!" (If you have never seen Amy Poehler in that SNL sketch, well, I just feel sorry for you)...
Coffee, I want to make sweet, sweet love to you....
I mean it. I want on you. NOW. Let's Vanderpump.
SOMEONE looks a wee bit stoned in that photo. Tis not me, howevs. I can assure you, I have only smoked weed once, after drinking an entire bottle of wine. And then promptly threw up. A stoner I am not.
I think I have shared quite enough for one day, don't you? Buh to the Bye.
Plaid shirt: Nightshirt on clearance at Old Naaaavy
Tee: Old Naaaavyyy
Boots: Olllld Naaaaavyyyyy
Arm Party: ABC Trading Co., and wait for it....Ollllllllllllllld Naaaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvyyyyyy
Earrings: Ladies Night Clothing Swap