The season has truly begun. I saw my first 'walk of shame'r.
8am Saturday morning. Micro-miniskirt. high-heeled shoes in right hand. slinky something in left hand. Oversized sweatshirt on body. bare feet softly padding their way on the cold, cold path back to the dorms.
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Ah, yes, I remember that (seeing it, not doing it!).
This post is hilarious!
Actually, my most serious boyfriend in college was an RA in the same dorm as me in college, so he only had to walk down the hall. Much more convenient.
Suuuure, Cheeky, suuuure....
:)
Is is wrong of me that I really really really wanted to stop and take a picture of her? Or is it wrong that I didn't?
maybe a photo as she's walking away from you, toward the dorms...
i would have done it.
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