I've got the funk.

I've noticed that in these photo's of myself, I apparently tip my head to the side; it's slightly so evident in this picture as well. It's a subconscious thing I do... maybe I think I look better on the side... who knows. I can assure you though, that it is not some condition and on normal occasions my head is ever so straight.

Despite slogging it at work and some hectic storms, i've had an enjoyable past 30 hours or so. I've put together some words to creatively describe how I spent yesterday evening, with my lovely friend Savannah. I guess you could call it a poem or sorts. Here it goes.

We've Got the Funk

The lights are dimmed,
We take sides of the room.
The music bounces off the walls,
Our bodies react...and so it begins.

We thrash to and fro,
our moves most awkward.
Your figure is hardly visible,
though your presence is large by my side.
We do not criticise,
We do not judge.
We've got the funk,
and it's all so fine.

The above outfit I am wearing my high waisted shorts, which I purchased in New York from American Apparel; they are the shortest anything that I own. The top is the second one I bought, mentioned in a previous post, from General Pants Co. I decided to tie it at the front with a hair band as its normal length made it finish roughly an inch above my shorts, and people could potentially believe I decided to go pantless otherwise.