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The Scene
With Mr. Diabolina out of town, I had to find a partner in crime for today's USC game. I ended up doing something blasphemous: I invited a Bruin!








But Juana is not just ANY Bruin. She and I go back to high school. We were both Regals before we were anything else. I think surviving that all girls high school is an experience that trumps collegiate affiliation. Well...at least for her ;)


Juana spent quite a bit of time at my campus instead of her own in the late nineties. Partly because she had a wacko roommate freshman year and partly because the parties at USC (true to the stereotype) were just better.



Here we are with the rest of our high school posse in my freshman year dorm. Ugh, our faces. We went through a gansta phase - California Love style. And can you believe that broom closet behind us housed my clothing for a year?? Gives me chills just to think about it.





Juana spent so much time at USC that she ended up in a photo in the USC campus directory sophomore year. That's her in the lower left. Mr. D is sitting next to her. I am next to him and Amy is next to me. Adore.





Today was a total and utter blast walking around the campus with her and reminiscing and cackling at ourselves. Am so blessed to have such a geniune, easy going, HILARIOUS friend.







So many girls who have known each other forever are "friends" out of habit. They are like Blair and Serena. Not particularly good for each other. But I think J and I are the opposite. We are each other's biggest fans. We actively choose to embrace each other's friends and lives and incorporate them into our own. It's just what you do when you are homies.






Just like what you do at football games is imbibe. See my flask and her paper bag? C-L-A-S-S-Y!




Rocket Man and MChu know what's up.








Big Fucking Asian did too.











We weren't as bad as these ASU children rolling around with a keg on a skateboard.




Can you imagine doing a keg stand in the middle of the day? WITHOUT PANTS ON!?









Was a gorgeous day for a shut out.








Got home, took a nap and then motivated for dinner with these three gorgeous things.


Tried The Izaka-ya By Katsu-ya. Extremely tasty.

Tasty enough for Jamie Lynn Sigler. She was there in skinny dark jeans, a plaid top, pulled back hair and a goregeous chain Chanel bag. Her face was flawless. That Sopranos money is clearly treating her well.









After dinner, that minx Styleminded convinced M and me to join her at Crown.

At one point, the bartender thought it'd be a good idea to give us free shots. F.





Doesn't anyone realize I may look spry but I am an old SC alum who could break a hip at any moment???










The Outfit
Long Sleeved White Tee
Kiss Me I'm a Trojan Tee
Madewell jeans

The Accessories
Forever 21 headband and sunglasses
Stella McCartney for Addidas sneakers
Gucci bag

The Grade
A





The Commentary

Juana is a saint. Not only did her powder-blue-loving ass request I pick some cardinal and gold options for her to wear from my USC bag of tricks.









But she also indulged me on a trip through fashion memory lane. She went to the Payless across the street from campus where Jean Bean and Amy and I would score great wedges freshman year. We also hit Elegance, every Trojan girl's go to spot for slutty party wear.







Can't believe it's still there. With it's slit down to there tops for $14.





And highly flammable designer knock offs. Ah the memories....










Went from these shoes during the day



To the YSLs. Nearly frooze to death tonight in this dress. Should have worn black tights like my Styleminded.








Love that we both did asymmetrical dresses tonight. Kindred fashion spirits for shizzle.













p.s. Over the course of six hours, half a dozen men wiggled their eyebrows and said something obnoxious about my "Kiss Me" t-shirt. Ugh. To quote the great Cher Horowitz, AS IF!!!!!!!!



My shirt is not an invitation. THIS ASU fan's outfit is an invitation.