There is no background because every single Wal-Mart looks like the SAME THING.
So, I wore some relatively buisness-like clothes that were a change from my usual uniform of jeans and a t-shirt, and my sister, always the boy-crazy one, said I made some guys stop and stare.
Great. Now I'm like Chiyo-chan fron Memiors of a Geisha, according to her.
I don't think being able to make men stare in Wal-Mart makes you awesome though--now if it was target I would pay attention.
: D
Just kidding.
By the way, she kept cracking jokes and I just wanted to get out of there and go to sleep, which explains the picture. (Done as a request from her).
