Shit my friends say: Bake Sale edition

There is this weird intersection within the realms of my world where interests collide. For example; Goth > Costumer > Cosplayer > Reenactor is a common combination of folk that populate the various levels of my social scenes.

I have to say, over my years of interacting with them I have discovered two things; they have an eye for particular pattern/fabric combinations, and the execution of them, and they have a very odd sense of humor about the kinds of hell they often put themselves through.

And then there’s Tracy; who has gone from a Star Wars Mandolorian, to a Viking warrioress, to a vintage Pan Am Stewertess, to a Dickens era middle classer, to a high uber Goth all in the span of a few weeks. And that’s not even counting when she’s actually trying; like on Halloween. It’s fair to say that she’s a woman of many looks, for sure.

I’m… I’m not sure if she’s kidding about the cupcake thing, though.