Inject Your Soul with Liberty

I met up with Tamar last Thursday. We went to Cafe Orlin then to get some self serve yogurt. Yup that's right you get to make that swirly thing all by your lonesome and you also get to add the toppings on your own. I put mango strawberry chocolate.Mine definitely did not come out like it's supposed to. Tasted normal though.

Jacket:Vintage Light Wash Denim Jacket(thrifted)
Dress:Vintage Navy/white Polka Dot Dress(thrifted)
Tank:White Lace Trimmed Tank(H&M)
Shoes:Vintage Platform Clog Sandals(Ebay)
Bag:Straw Satchel(Topshop, gifted by Tamar)

I Just Came Here To Dance

My boyfriend and I and some of our friends went out to a bar in the East Village for some good tunes and dancing.
Which reminds me about another time completely....so the previous post I completely forgot about this but I just remembered now. So me and my friend went to Lit as one of our destinations. We stayed there for a beer. I went to the bar to get myself and my friend a drink and she stayed behind to man our seats. So I ordered from this bartender, mind you I haven't had a drip of alcahol at this point yet, one mixed drink and when he came back I asked him for a beer. I told him I was gonna pay seperatly. My friend gave a 20 dollar bill so I gave him that first and he gave me change back, and then I paid for my beer, which I needed change for as well. When he returns back to the bar, he proceeds to throw away the beer that I had just ordered. I gesture to him to not the throw the beer away and he asks for the $6.00 again. I told him that I had just paid for the beer, he told me no you just paid for the mixed drink. I said no I had told you I was gonna be paying seperatly and I gave you a twenty for the mixed drink and a 10 for the beer. He had absolutely no recollection of it at all. Like as if I was dealing with Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde. It went on like that for about 5 minutes until he finally let it go, as if he was doing me the favor. I was so upset about it. He actually thought I was trying to weasel my way into getting a drink for free. I understand at a dive bar that kind of stuff happens but I was never accused of stealing ever, so it really got to me. It didn't help that the guy was such an asshole about it. I couldn't believe he wanted to charge me another 6 dollars for no reason at all. I was so annoyed. I needed to vent that, I forgot about it and haven't told anyone.
Jacket: Black Leather Motorcycle (H&M)
T-shirt: White Lived in shirred V-neck T (H&M)
Skirt:Vintage Leopard Bandage Skirt(Thrifted)
Tights: Black Opaque Cable knit (target)
Shoes: Vintage Black platform oxfords (ebay)
Belt: Patent Black Corset Belt(j.l.)