resurrecting my going-out-tops

since i was 'working from home' today, or whatever that means, i've been doing odds and ends around my apt, cleaning up after myself from my wknd activities. among other things, this entailed folding my going-out top from saturday night and putting it back into a suitcase that contains my stash of dramatic and scandalous tops. it's actually quite amusing to me that i've built up this stash over the years.

humor me while i attempt to give you a description of sat nite's top as an example - it's an aqua blue top that glittery all over, has one strap - it's one of those tops that leaves the other shoulder naked (i know - the scandal!), and the front part of it has gold lining. sometimes i wonder what gets into my head when i make these purchases.

the irony of it is, i don't even really like wearing these tops that much any more, but i feel compelled to because i *am* in nyc. i do end up sporting them though (not without a cardigan or light jacket to tone down the dramatics though.) case in point - sat nite, i think i looked good, and that's also what my friend-like-acquaintance (whose party it was) had told me. the gentleman from georgia also thought i looked good - but he asked me to talk off my little cover-up sweater. i knew that wasn't happening, esp. since you could pretty much see all that it was necessary to see with the sweater on, if you know what i mean. it's always a bit weird to me to wear this kinda stuff out cuz when i hear guys ask me to take off my sweater or something, part of me is screaming but i don't even know you well enough for you to ask me that. and of course, this makes me a bit of a conservative in the dating world. oh well, i am what i am :)

i guess i'll go back to 'working from home'....

p.s. i guess i did end up giving you some of the gory details of the evening :)