Andrea rolls back into town in just 4 days and I'm psyched out of my brains. I think I should run out and buy puff paint just in case arts-and-crafts hour really happens this time. Oh man, to think of all the hand-decorated clothes I rocked 15 or so years ago and then so carelessly gave away with no whim that I could have worn it all again in an acceptable, ironic, fashionable way!
me: i think we should play with puff paint when i visit
let's puff paint an entire sock
me: um.... yah
then you have to wear a completely normal, blank sock with it
me: i'm creative like that
i remember when i was like 8 or 9 my friend had her birthday party at a craft store and we puff-painted t-shirts
i think i made a picture of a crazy person
i would kill to have that now
andrea: that's amazing
me: and i had a pink sweatshirt that i puff painted too!
andrea: i just wrote my name over and over with like, rainbows when we did that at my birthday
And yeah, I'd TOTALLY wear a shirt covered with Andreas and rainbows too, just in case you were curious.