VON DUTCH, BABY

My (current) designer dream has come true. I am now the proud owner of a Von Dutch denim mini, wife beater, and T-shirt. The Oaks Mall in Gainesville officially kicks major ass. It has a Hollister, American Eagle, Abercrombie, Aeropostale AND it's where I got my Von Dutchness, squee.

Tonight Amelia and I are going a battle of the bands down by the Hippodrome, and if it weren't so damn COLD I'd wear my new skirt and the wife beater, but alas, it is, so I'm stuck in my old AE jacket and Abercrombie shirt. It's damn cold up here, dude.

La la la, I have never been to a concert such as this, so it should be interesting. Tomorrow we're going to be walking the campus and pretending to be of the appropriate age. Amelia's dad took Mel and I on a tour of the college- it's so nice, and the campus is super pretty. I'ma leave notes around for puggywuggy because she's coming the day after I leave, and yes, I adore doing that little special thing.

I've almost got Amelia interested in Alias. She doesn't like Jen Garner, but she was intrigued when I told her about Vaughn and Syd, and she knows how hot Vartan is. If I can convert someone else, I will be so rocking.