Walk of Shame: Captured!

I thought it might be necessary to provide an official definition for "Walk of Shame" so I consulted some very trusty resources, behold:

Wikipedia-

The walk of shame refers to where a person must walk past strangers or peers alone for an embarrassing reason before reaching a place of privacy. Most commonly, it occurs the morning after a night out at a bar, dance club, or party.

UrbanDictionary-

1. The walk across campus in the same clothes as yesterday after you slept with someone and spent the night in their dorm room

2. The course walked home after a night of boozing and f**king. One usually wears either the clothes they went out in (eg. short skirt and heels) or the clothing of the person they slept with (eg. a large white t-shirt) the morning after and everyone notices they have the "I was f**ked up last night" look and am now walking home from the guy-I-f**ked's house.

I love UrbanDictionary.   But this needs no words...

Classic. Man, I sure am loving the combination of the heels and the gym shorts that she most likely stole from a pile on some guy's floor.    But, what takes this Walk of Shame to the next level is definitely the snow. 

That. Blows.

Maybe the stilletos help with the traction? Like little ice picks?

I find the Walk of Shame to be endlessly entertaining.  The smudged eyeliner, the JBF hair, the heels that you are either wearing and stumbling in because you might still be drunk or you are carrying because you have blisters from last night.

The Walk of Shame is funny because it’s so obvious, it’s so whorish, and it’s so common.  I have never had a one night stand, but I have stumbled into my house in the morning in stilettos and leather leggings, not my usual choice of morning weekend wear but one that says I had a damn good time last night.

I have come to think of dating in general as one big Walk of Shame.  A lot of great, crazy, fun moments followed with the harsh reality of morning light.  Being single and dating is so complicated, but completely entertaining and laughable.  And if you have never done a Walk of Shame, you have probably never been single in your twenties.