My Encounter with Saran-Wrap

When I used to live with my roommates, I usually went to a party almost every week. Since that time almost a year ago, I think I've only been to five parties. I was excited to finally go to a party tonight at Will Carlson's new apartment. It was a housewarming party and I wanted to look my best.

If I could change anything about my body, it would be my chest (or man-boobs). The preponderance for fat to gather there is a genetic problem, as my father and grandfather on his side have the same problem. Also, Hispanic men are prone to it so I'm doubly cursed. So tonight, there was a cute shirt I wanted to wear but after I put it on, I realized that my chest didn't look good in it. The debate entered my mind: I could find a different shirt or find a solution to my problem.

I found a solution to my problem with Saran-wrap. Yes, laugh if you must, but it worked. Here's a picture of me with the wrap and how it made me look:

My Awesome Solution

Why am I only showing a sliver of the original picture of me in Saran-wrap? First, I don't want a copy floating around on the internet because it's embarrassing and secondly, I look fat. But don't you think it worked well? I looked really cute and was excited to go to the party. The biggest problem wasn't the restriction of sweat (I didn't' get sweaty at all), but the restriction of movement. I had really great posture, but I had to make sure to keep sucking in my gut for the whole package to look good (I didn't wrap my stomach because it would have been too restrictive).

Megan helped me with my solution and she laughed the whole time. I mean, really, who does these kinds of things? I figure that life is too short and everyone should do funny things once in awhile.

We went to the party and I had a great time. I had two glasses of white wine (which makes me tipsy) and enjoyed seeing people that I knew. Melissa Simonich from my constitutional law class was there and I enjoyed spending some time with her. Also, there was a guy named Cody who came up to me and said, "Do you remember me?" I honestly had no clue who he was and apologized for not recognizing me. He told me that it was okay because he had lost about seventy pounds (lucky guy), but said that he used to come over to parties at our house all the time. He even said that we shared a bed once because we were both drunk and tired (and shared a bed means actually sleeping). Even as a write this, I don't remember him and I'm usually good at remembering who people are. Unfortunately, I had to leave early because Megan wasn't having a good time (I didn't really mind because I was hungry) so I said goodbye and thanked Will for inviting me.

Megan and I went to Applebee's afterward. It was a great night.

(On a side note: At Will's apartment, his roommate had a wedding announcement on the fridge which I really liked so I took a picture of it. I know I'm weird, but I like creative wedding announcements and want good ideas for my own. I really liked this one and want to model mine after it.)