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Mar. 29th, 2009 06:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
holytoastrToday was a shopping day.
Ben and I went to the mall to find a shirt that goes with the skirt I bought. I must have tried on a hundred shirts. I hate my body. I also hate dressing rooms that manage to accentuate the worst of me. (That means you, back flab!)
I found nothing at the mall (unless I wanted to dress like a pregnant hippie) so I had to console myself with bubble tea.
On the way home, ben suggested we try target. I found a few plain black shirts that I could settle with. There. I am done with shopping for at least a year now, right?
Ben and I went to the mall to find a shirt that goes with the skirt I bought. I must have tried on a hundred shirts. I hate my body. I also hate dressing rooms that manage to accentuate the worst of me. (That means you, back flab!)
I found nothing at the mall (unless I wanted to dress like a pregnant hippie) so I had to console myself with bubble tea.
On the way home, ben suggested we try target. I found a few plain black shirts that I could settle with. There. I am done with shopping for at least a year now, right?
