girls gone styled

Earlier the other night, making my weekend trip to rentertainment, I saw tons of the usual Green Street girls, flashing butt cheeks, sobbing into their cell phones about how their boyfriends cheated on them while their inadvertently exposed breasts flapped in the evening breeze. Obviously it was refreshing (and creepy on my part, I suppose) to catch these ladies in the stairwell at 3am, still looking classy after a long night of swing dancing. dreamy.