voile

Ok I got a little finger-clicky happy and accidentally deleted someone that I'm sure I didn't want to. But I wasn't paying attention and I have no idea who it was... so if you're still out there somewhere, I'm sowee. Please come back.

I've been feeling so yucky lately... like completely unattractive and unfashionable and bag-lady-ish. I wish I knew how to coordinate better. Working in the busiest, most popular mal in downtown Torontol makes me feel so schleppy. I walk around during my breaks, or in the morning when I go to Starbucks to buy my chai latte, I'm surrounded by fashionistas who look as if they walked off the runway. There are sooooo many preppy boys and girls around me it makes me simultaneously want to gag and cover myself with a canvas tarp. So then I start thinking that maybe if I go on a little shopping spree and buy myself some new clothes, I'll feel better. But is that really the answer? I don't know. I always wear the new stuff and then get sick of it within the week - mostly because I never really buy things that fit me properly, or go with anything else in my wardrobe. Ugh. Fuck it. I hate clothes. I hate shoes. I hate all those girly little froo froos called "accessories" that most females obsess about - like handbags and jewelery. Although I do have a weakness for undergarments... I will admit to that much. I can't walk by a lingerie store without a burning desire to buy a bra.