mirima

Finally got my computer back today, and had to reinstall everything. But today wasn't a total loss.
My friend took me shopping, and got me a great new pair of shoes. Red Rocketdogs...heals, of course. My foot fetish friend always loves to buy me heals. But then I needed an outfit. So we decided we'd look around the mall to find something. At least to try on, if not buy, and I wasn't expecting him to buy me anything.
We stop at this little store, Cashe, and all these women hover over me, and pick out all these clothes for me. I'm looking at the clothes, and the women working there, and I'm thinking to myself, nothing is going to fit a plus sized woman in here. I was totally wrong.
They dressed me up in these skinny jeans, and a gorgeous patterned top, that really shoes off my curves, and this long black sweater. I tried the whole outfit on with the heals, and I looked like a fuckin rockstar! I looked hot. Todd had to buy me the shirt and the sweater. I can get a pair of skinny jeans anywhere. This morning when I woke up, I didn't think any of this would happen.
So now I'm wearing my new outfit, with nowhere to go and no one to see. Kinda boring, but I still look great. I'm really happy today.
And I feel like a fuckin girl. And I sound like a fuckin girl. Its weird. Its creeping me out.