I need to be the hottest person at the grocery store
This perfectly captures my ridiculous inner monologue that revolves around impressing other people in the most oblique ways
I need to figure out which day is dress-up day at the grocery store. See, usually I’m shopping and everyone’s wearing the average range of streetwear, but there’ve been a couple of afternoons where I’ve spotted multiple people garbed for Studio 54 in its heyday, and I need to get into that loop.