After shopping for what felt like days, I settled on this adorable two piece set; a pair of fitted, white capri’s with rhinestones on the pockets and a white t-back scoop tank that made my boobs look ferosh.

When we packed on the bus to head into the city, more than 50 people piled on in all different white outfits. The guys were lookin’ dapper in their white linen pants and crisp white button downs. The girls were looking…erm…well, let’s just say that I was the only one dressed, classy, yet sexy.

Most girls were wearing see through, skin tight, mini-dresses. One chick was wearing a sparkled bra from Victoria’s Secret as a shirt. No jacket. No cover up. No lie.

One girl’s dress was so low (like, I could see her belly button low) that we all got a nice glimpse of her nipple.

Again, no lie.

When we got to the dock, I noticed even more ridiculous outfits: the lowest cut shirts and shortest white shorts I’ve ever seen. I saw more cellulite and muffin tops than I’d care to see in a nightmare and the best part was, these people thought they looked H.O.T. (Ladies, a pair of size 4 white booty shorts do not look good on your size 12 behind.) But I’m not just making comments on those suffering from One Size Too Small Syndrome; girls that were a size 2 could’ve used a little covering up as well.

And then there was me and my capri pant/tank top combo. I looked hot, but I didn’t have to flash my boobs or my crack for it. There’s no need to flaunt everything, whether you have it or you don’t. Sure, I could’ve rocked the sequenced white bra as a top and would’ve looked good doing so, but trashy does not overpower the class that I exuded that evening… and that many guys find irresistable.

Anyone else feel me?

[Photo courtesy of skinzwear.com]