ugh

It was two days ago and I was probably too upset and too busy trying to thoroughly clean my room as a means to make me feel better than blog about it at that time.

OKAY. SO. The day before two days ago, so, three days ago, it was an extremely rare occasion that my dad actually agreed to let my sister and I get a few clothes before school started. So I get super excited and we head out to a mall 40 minutes away from us for the American Apparel and Anthropologie stores pour moi and the Delia's for my little sister, Nina.

The minute we get there Nina starts going into random stores and picking out things left, right and center which will obviously look great on her because she's skinny as fuck so there's no need to try them on. Then my mom and her go into the Nike Running store to look at sneakers, and I, like the fatty I am, told them that I would meet them in American Apparel instead of perusing the types of running sneakers and cleats.

Much to my surprise and dismay, the American Apparel store in this mall had completely changed the layout in the shop which immediately confused me. The women working that day were too consumed in themselves to be helping me or other customers and were playing some godawful Trina album that made me want to leave the store ASAP.

A lot of the time, I find that when you don't go clothes shopping and happen to be in a clothing store, that's when they have all of the best items that appeal to you - when you can't buy them. But when you have the objective of buying clothes is when all of the crap items in your favorite stores come out. I left American Apparel with a unisex circle scarf.

this, but grey. God forbid I stand out in a crowd...

We then head into Anthropologie and I immediately remember why I so rarely shop there; the prices. Granted, the clothes aren't that expensive, but there's a snowball's chance in hell that my parents would spend $160+ on an average everyday school dress for me.

The day was a failure and the school clothes that I got was a scarf. yey....

However my mom told me that we can try Urban Outfitters and LF the next day.

So now we're back at two days ago and we start and Urban. I find a ton of stuff to try on, try it all on, take it all off, put it all back. Everything looks awful. I'm discouraged but keep looking and find myself being much more picky about what I should get, looking at everything I see and finding an excuse as to why it wouldn't look good on me. I leave the store with items that end up covering my body instead of flattering it; a black cardigan and a black blazer.

                                        

It was the only sale of the season at LF and it was also a failure. I got a pair of earrings that would've been $20 for maybe $12.

I guess I was visibly upset because my mom kept encouraging me to go into other stores just to see that they had. We went into Madewell, my mom made me try on a dress and a sweater that I felt I looked terrible in. I nearly had a breakdown in that dressing room. We left with nothing.

All I wanted to do was go home, but my mom pushed me to go into Lucky Brand Jeans. We met this incredibly friendly gay guy that was more than helpful in starting a dressing room and helping pick out shirts and jeans. I must've tried on 8+ shirts on and they all managed to make me look frumpy, so I left with a pair of jeans...

And that was my day.... I came home so upset that I cleaned my room.