The heat index today was like 149 or something ridiculous, so cut-offs were the only sane option. I could’ve done without my favorite black wedges, but then I wouldn’t appear super tough at the gas station. And really, if you can’t intimidate a few bikers, why get dressed?
My tank is from Libby Story and is perfectly float-atious. At this point, I’m just totally confusing those dang bikers.