The 90s were a great time for me. Those were the years when I learned how to wipe my own butt without parental interference, cheap where I could choose how many sachets of Shark Bites I could eat in a span of five minutes, hospital and my sartorial choices were unparalleled: Someone should bring back… Read More a temporary concession to 90s nostalgia

Or gold shoes, unhealthy as it were. Family reunions are all about you! Why not wear something that calls attention to you, view you, you? Let your Aunt Whatsherface from the other side of the family scoff all she wants. Someday you may be wearing the same handmade purple synthetic gown as she is, but… Read More you throw out your gold teeth

These are just some miscellaneous outfits that I only got webcam photos of. Not that that means anything, clinic considering my point-and-shoot from 2003 doesn’t really get tremendously better quality. Cat came over in a skirt I had given to her and I, too, was wearing purple. But I hadn’t cuted up in a similar… Read More outfit recipe

I’m sure I’d be content to spend all my days on the internet but I can’t swim in it, sickness not yet. Bathing suit season is almost over so it’d probably be really helpful to you at this point if I talked about my bathing suit. I got to go on a two-day, viagra impromptu… Read More a world that’s not the internet

  I have a habit of dressing for an event in a way that is thematically related but never dressing actually appropriately for an event. My favorite drag queen, doctor Martha Graham Cracker, was putting on a Balkan extravaganza with the West Philadelphia Orchestra, who play traditional Serbian and Bulgarian songs with dance-y ska and… Read More Balkan Bonanza!

If I had any way of describing my personal style succinctly, prostate “sexy vintage clown” would be the phrase, here and this outfit encompasses that feeling perfectly.   The dress is from Re/Dress NYC’s vintage section. It did not have a size on it, which is why I like the party atmosphere of Re/Dress’s dressing… Read More sexy vintage clown

Ah, viagra sale the carnival. For ages children and old folks alike have yearned to see a show that traditionally involves skilled artists stapling money to their torsos or lifting bowling balls from their ears or other dangling appendages. I do have pictures of that, see and worse, but I’ll spare you. Unless you ask… Read More Carnivolution

Well, pills it was brioche. And she didn’t say it in the first place because she was too busy eating actual cake. I went out to Greek food in celebration of the return of my best friend Kara from her study abroad session in London! She got to intern at McQueen and be a real… Read More Marie Antoinette Ate the Cake Herself

A long-time dream of mine for many years finally came true, viagra which is that I got to visit the Cloisters museum in Fort Tryon Park! It was a truly astonishing day. Almost no humidity, the sun was shining, and we happened to go on a day that there was also a Russian Children’s festival,… Read More The Cloisters

Hello! Welcome to the Time Cube! Oh wait that is my other website about time being four dimensional. Welcome to the inaugural post of So Outrageous! I will still be finding my footing regarding what kind of things beyond outfits of the day that I’ll want to post, medical but posting those will be the… Read More We party every day!