Don't make me fly over there and mess you up.

Don’t make me fly over there and mess you up.

Like a lot of San Franciscans, for me, wearing normal clothes ended a really long time ago. I don’t even remember a time when gold boots or blue velvet were not a part of my daily repetoire. That said, I am a regular person just like you. I can be found shopping the perimeter at my local grocery store, and walking my kid to school, which serves the simultaneous purposes of decreasing my carbon footprint and working on my bikini body. Note: you will never actually see me in a bikini. If I am ever one of those people on Facebook with no clothes on, striking dramatic yoga poses, you will know that I have, in fact, been snuffed out by┬áthe Chinese mafia and replaced by a pod person.