CVS Throw Down: Part One

After I made my magnificent entrance into Ann Arbor, I wanted nothing more than devour all of my friends as the night progressed.  We grabbed a delicious dinner, froze our asses off roaming the streets of Ann Arbor, and then made our way back to the Barbie Dream Mansion my friends Jess, Lauren, and Marc, so comfortably reside in. 

When most people imagine college living, something along the lines of crushed beer cans, vomit stained carpets, and cramped quarters comes to mind.  Ann Arbor has an incredible assortment of apartments, houses, and boxes for students to live in, but everything pales in comparison to the house that my friends snatched up.  It's a three floor paradise, that looks like the perfect hybrid of a parent's classy home, with a students youthful needs.  I had my choice of three extra beds to stay in; one on each floor. 

Making the decision of where to sleep was rather easy, and then it was time to be with my friends.  A majority of them were in rehearsal for the production of a new show called "The Good Boy," so Max, Jonathan, Lauren, Marc and I, did what any bored twenty-somethings do....WIG PARTY! 

Lauren has a growing collection of wigs that she's collected over various summer stocks, Halloweens, and "Alias" style missions.  They were screaming for heads so we styled ourselves into a group of misfits and began to laugh at how foolish we looked.  Not content to laugh amongst ourselves, we decided a trip to CVS was necessary.  I needed deodorant, and what better way to shop with a wigged out group of college crazies?!  I'm convinced the staff at CVS 1. Hated us (rightfully so) and 2.  Thought we were on acid, ecstasy, drunk out of our minds, or all of the above.  There's nothing like being stone cold sober and acting like a fool.

(What's on the other side of that sexy winter coat?)

(The most fantastic thing on the planet.  Jonathan rocking some gorgeous extensions.)

(Marc tried to one-up us all by sporting some "heelies."  Usually reserved for ten year olds, Marc's recent purchase of these sneakers with heels on the wheels, has prompted him to glide through everyday situations.)

(Lauren discovered the musical greeting cards and decided it was time for...)

(A runway show!)

(Work it!  But what are you selling?)

(Friskies, of course.)

(I wasn't quite as successful in the heelies as Marc.  They look like they should be easy.  Seeing as I walk completely turned out, I almost ended up in the splits several times as my legs attempted to escape from under me.)

(I was better just playing model with Lauren in my creepy greasy wig.)

(Do you hear the phone ringing?  Or is that just CVS calling the police?)

(Max, the long lost member of the Ronettes, was taking a call from none other than Michael Lowney.  He's coming?!  Oh no...)

TO BE CONTINUED...

Comments

[Tania]

Aw this makes me happy and sad all at once! And certainly nostalgic. I miss Ann Arbor! And doing ridiculous and disruptive crap in public places with my friends there, and feeling like it's totally acceptable because you're in college. Isn't U of M the best? If it isn't to creepy of me to ask, what part of town is said "Barbie Dream Mansion" in?

[Beckylooo]

God I miss theatre school.

[emma]

hahahaha omg this is just tooo fabulous! the friskies shot just took the cake

[Sarah]

I too, have some very good CVS memories. haha