quinta-feira, 15 de novembro de 2007
I have come to the conclusion that the worst place to shop for clothes would be top shop/dorothy perkins unless you're the queen of england, or have horrendously bad taste, or both.
Firstly their music makes my head bleed & makes me want to barf all over their ugly clothes & heavily made-up faces, but thats not the point. I know its branded clothes & some can be slightly pretty blahblahblah but their prices good lord. Who can afford something thats $79.90 & only contains three inches of sparkly cloth that can be bought at Bras Basah for $2 per ten feet or something.
All their clothes are either for really skinny, anorexic-about-to-die-skin-&-bones or really fat-splurging-from-every-centimeter-of-skin girls because for people who are actually normal sized like me, (although am closer to the fat splurging side), we look like potato sacks gone wrong.. & apparently some idiots think thats in fashion woohoo.
I like their underwear collection though, very kinky. I bought like two sets. They're very cute & arent overpriced. Talk about feeling good on the inside tralalala..
I also happened to spill my whole wallet (& heart out to very gay but nice salesguy) at es-fucking-prit. Hurray am currently very broke, sitting in a very dimly lit room with pieces of colourful cloth surrounding me. See, clothes cant make you happy. I am living proof! :D.. :D :D :D
you know you love me*
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`positivity - suede.
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