Let me share with you why I hate this idea.
One: I just dropped $50 on a skirt I will never, ever wear again, unless, of course, sometime far from now I find a boy who's into that sort of thing. Maybe I'll hold onto it.
Two: My bar is full of couches and tables not much higher than you will find in a good Japanese restaurant. My point is that I spend the majority of my night bent almost all the way over. My skirt barely clears my undies. Barely.
Three: Pigtails are for children. Period. I have ridiculously fabulous hair and the last thing I feel like doing is pulling it up like Pippi freaking Longstocking.
I did, however, NEED the skin tight white shirt and the black bra, so that's worked out ok for me. Otherwise, I am beyond perturbed about this whole thing.
I realize that this post will probably compel a few of you to come to my bar tonight. Bygones. I had better make $5,000 tonight. Argh.