Thursday, January 13, 2011

gangsta rap made me do it.

today i caught a mr. cool-coat eyeing my kicks.
sorry, eyeing isn't strong enough.
he was coveting, lusting, yearning after my fancy feet covers.
yes, that sounds more apropos. 
presenting the envy of everyone on campus:
my seven dollar nikes.
these babies have got to be one of my favorite thrifted finds.
they fit.
they're red.
and they're ready to dance.
yeeeuuhh boooi.

**and don't worry mami, i lysoled the crap out of them
 and let them air out for a few days before wearing them.
pinky promise. 

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