I'm working a special even on Saturday that requires me to look nice. I've got to wear business pants, a nice shirt in the shade of maroon or white and flats. You'd think I would have all of these things but I most certainly do not. All my pants are too long because they're meant to be worn with heels and I don't ever wear white because, HELLO! I spill. I also don't wear flats hardly ever because I like my heels.
My journey for these items starts with a cute edgy boutique: Merge. I walked into the store and was not greeted. In fact, I feel like I'm being judged and ignored. Apparently I was TOO mainstream for them and not edgy or fashiony enough.
Then I see the store Avenue. I know that it's a plus size store but so is Dress Barn and I loveeee Dress Barn. So I walk in and was greeted. I looked around for a few minutes before I was asked "May I help you with sumthin?" I asked if they had any maroon shirts and the lady said "No, and if you were lookin for yourself, honey, this is a PLUS size store. None of this would fit you." Okay, so now I'm TOO thin, TOO young, and she was TOO rude.
I head over to the mall where I'm either TOO broke, TOO classy, TOO pissed, TOO fat, or TOO big for everything. I ended up having to spend more money than I had planed but oh well I guess. :/ Now I'm TOO buzzed to care so everyone else can kiss it today.
I generally try to keep the self loathing posts to a minimum but work was less than pleasant, as well as I had homework I was deeply trying to avoid. Oh well, the day is done.
P.s. a post about my acceptance to the special education program is coming!
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