Crazy B***h totally stole my look. I mean not the whole "dress like a complete freak and wear creepy hair bows thing," but the "never wear any pants" thing.....thats TOTALLY mine. Anyone who knows me knows I am the queen of walking around in my underwear. If I never had to put pants on again in my life I think I would be ok with it. Ok, sometimes a kick butt pair of jeans makes you feel all sexy and what not, and lets be honest, I guess you like to leave a little up to the imagination on a first date. But really, ya, I hate pants.
When I was in college I lived in a co-ed dorm and the guys that lived next door to us got in the habit of saying "Does Jenna have pants on?" before they came in. Ya, they knew.
When I get home, I can't wait to take my pants off. I will sit there in my underwear all night. Ok, now I live at home (I know, loser), so for my dad's sake I do put shorts on (your welcome), but when I am alone.....no pants. I sleep in my underwear, I clean in my underwear, I mean pants are pointless. And then here come Lady Gaga, all crazy and weird and she makes it a fashion statement when I have been rockin that look hard core for years.
Bitch.
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