…To Halloween

How offensive is too offensive when you’re a Poor Girl? Costumes are expensive and I had a rather important Cowboys and Indians party to attend (sure just the theme is offensive alone but it’s West Hollywood, it’s fine). With a whole $17 in my bank account cowboys and Indians was going to happen on the cheap. So with a childhood Chicago Blackhawks jersey and a left over curtain tie I set out. It was either that, or a Bindi. I was PocaSacaHull, at least that was what People Magazine was calling me. I mean if you at least know it is offensive and wear it as such, it’s totally fine, right? Where would  hipsters be without irony? Well they’d really just be homeless people. And, I ask you, where would Republicans be without irony? Just elitist, ignorant, hate-mongers — oh wait, no that’s just true. Anyway, you get my point; wear what you gotta wear to make it happen. Just wear it like you mean it, or in this case like you mean it soo much that you don’t mean it.

…To Yom Kippur

Yom Kippur, it’s really the best holiday – a Poor Girl’s dream. I mean let’s face it, you don’t have money for food on any old regular day, and  Yom Kippur is a day where everyone fasts. None of your friends will think you odd for shuning food today. So are you low on cash, high on god? I hear ya. If you’re trying to make it to shul for Yom Kippur tomorrow so, ya know, you don’t get smote or anything check out this list of freebies in the LA area:

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