It appears that winter has decided to give us one last death rattle. I'm so sick of cold weather I could puke. Give me sunshine and SPF! Give me tank tops and air conditioning! Give me 100 degrees, baby! I'm ready!
Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. I'm an Irish girl (if you couldn't tell), but I can honestly say that once I did the research on St. Patrick's Day - I couldn't celebrate it anymore. I learned the truth. St. Patrick was an asshole. A messenger from the Catholic Church sent to Ireland to preach Christianity to the Pagans. And we all know that when Pagans don't want to convert, the Catholic Church says, "Oh really? I hope you like being slaughtered!" So wear your silly green outfits and drink your green beer. I'll be watching TV.
Now, the hypocrisy is not lost on me as I post these photos of myself dressed as a pirate for ROCBAR's Monthly Mayhem party. Pirates were pretty rotten. Dirty thieves, the lot of them. Not so charming and handsome as Johnny Depp.
Though, it's not piracy I celebrate, but rather, Pirate Fashion because let's face it....Pirates looked really cool.
Photos by Colt aka The Digital Mechanic
