Thursday evening Figgy and I finally went on the hunt for the elusive Lita boots by Jeffrey Campbell . We thought they were elusive because we couldn't find time to get together, but it turns out time wasn't even a factor. After work I headed into the subways of Chicago to fight rush hour traffic on trains, only to get off at one of the most crowded and college-student saturated parts of the city. As we pushed through the fog and throngs of pseudo-intellectuals, we finally made it to our destination. Akira . Oh wait, it was just the clothing store. Please pause while we try on 100 outfits and buy nothing. (Still totally regretting not buying the leopard print strapless dress). We walked out dejected about the lack of shoes, and I begrudgingly followed her into Urban Outfitters , which gives me a rash because their clothes are all really hideous and nothing fits right. Luckily that was a short trip (because it was all ugly). As we sighed the sigh of defeat, we spotted ...
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