I have a page of rant about shopping. Long story short: I HATE it.
Somewhat longer: clothes have never, ever fit to my satisfaction. When I was younger and (much) skinnier, my freakishly long arms and legs were the problem. Now, not only can I not get anything to fit my backside, but anything made to fit me is ugly. OK, clothing makers, take a memo {Ahem} Just because I'm fat does not, repeat, NOT mean I have no sense of style.
(takes deep breath) I think I'd better stop now...
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