Badass Style inspiration for tonight

Tonight I'm going out and making the rounds with my besties. I'm going to dress in my best street style, and take a shot of whisky on my way out the door. I may even smoke a cigarette before it's all said and done. I can't wait. I hope my favorite cabby is on duty tonight... I know it's big talk coming from someone who can barely drink three drinks in five hours, but it's what's in the heart that matters. Inside I'm ALL badass and rebel. We're going to start in my hood, Belltown, with Spur, then shoot over to Bathtub Gin, and then head up to the Hill for Knee High Stockings. I haven't decided what to wear yet, but it will involve too much makeup, leather, denim, fur, and channeling Kate Moss. I will teeter on very high heels and talk a lot of smack. Don't try to hook me in a conversation, my aloof too -cool- for- you attitiude will only disappoint you.

I'm hoping to wind up at The Comet or Chop Suey for a little punk rock, and a hotdog to absorb the booze at the end of the night. Then I will somehow manage to get myself home, where I will find a rugged cowboy in my bed. He'll say, "Well hello, are you drunk?" I will respond by saying in my best Ronny James Dio, " I'm wasted!"  and I'll make that heavy metal gesture with my hand, which he'll find hilarious, saying, "I like you when you're tipsy," followed by his good ol' boy laugh... when it's all said and done,  I will pass out in a blissful state. God, I love Saturday night in Seattle. I know we can't all be so "devil may care" and rogue about things, but I can- because like Rhett Butler, I just don't give a damn.