I went shopping today and the salesman at the shop reminded me exactly why I hate this activity. He just kept showing me clothes that were puke-worthy even at first sight. He showed me hot pink capris. O.o
Clothes never fit me right. Like NEVER. I hate trial rooms. They're lighting always highlights my flaws. I put on a shit load of weight and my sizes went up. Ugh. I need to stop eating like a baby elephant. I love clothes but I hate shopping. I am contradiction personified.
Only thing I liked were some aviators. These are my first and they are just perfect. I put them on in the shop and looked in the mirror and I actually looked nice. Usually I look like crap in shop mirrors, it's true. But I looked nice today. :D
So whatcha do today?