|Yes. Just like this please. Hey, the 90s was a different time, okay.|
|I can dream, can't I?|
Yes, we went out for enchiladas and I have no idea how ridiculous I must have looked. I have no idea what the Southern Christian Republican families must have thought as I walked by in my giant combat boots and slut dress and took my seat at the booth to dine on some reasonably priced Tex-Mex fare. Honestly I don't remember any comments (even when I took the time to excitedly pee in the women's restroom), but I may also have just been too excited to even notice the stares.
|See, all the fun happens outside!|