So the owner, let's call him the Captain of the Shit I mean Ship, has a floozy I mean nice girlfriend (her nickname is Paris Hilton). Now the Captain of the Ship has his own issues, but his girlfriend has FASHION problems.
Sometimes she forgets to wear a bra, she tends to wear pastels even though her skin is see through white and her shoes are usually from the 1990's.
Tonight she comes in with Captain and is wearing what I would like to think is a tight piece of white and pale yelllow spandex with granny panties. So she has a nice muffin top and appears to be pregnant. Even the drivers had to look away. To top it off she is wearing cork slides that made my eyes bleed.
I think it's my new goal to run into the Girlfriend at the mall and find her some decent outfits.
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