How To Relieve Stress After College

Clubbing, the fun is thinning out. Sometimes I worry I’m getting too old for this sort of thing, competing with 22 year olds for luscivious 36 year olds, in a place infested with 17 year olds.

I’ve noticed a new trend at the clubs and shows recently. I call it slutty/classy. It used to be a look reserved for the cougars and aged trophy wives in the crowd, but I believe the trend has spread to the clubbing prostitots as well.

To achieve slutty/classy, start with an elegant party dress or gown. Then tack it up with bawdy jewerly, wear a brightly colored bra, and four inch heels. Sounds ridiculous, right? It is! It’s like a Burbon street invasion into the finer establishments of Los Angeles.

The really sad thing is, I almost feel obligated to try the look out. I believe I would look just as insane as everyone else at the club, but the new slutty/classy look is becoming the look of the young, and I have to compete!

In round-up news, I found a couple websites: People search and orthorexia nervosa are too odd links worth the click through. Eating disorders and networking, it’s a clubbing girl’s paradise!