Why is it that you can try on something in a dressing room, it looks fabulous, and you can't wait to wear it. Then you get home, eagerly ripping the tags off of the new wears and start seeing how it works with the rest of your wardrobe when you are suddenly struck with the "I can't for the life of me remember what was nice about it, or why in the hell you even decided to buy it because now it is easily rivaling for first spot in the Ugliest Piece of Clothing in your Closet". Ugh. I have 3 upcoming weddings and NOTHING to wear! I am not so worried about the one this weekend because I don't have the effort to go all out for it. But I need to find something nice for N. and M's wedding....along with M. and T's. And I can't find a thing. Last night I was so disappointed with my finds that I headed straight for Dairy Queen for an ice cream. It really doesn't matter if I get fat, because I have nothing to wear, so no worries about not fitting into anything. I think that A.'s coming up sometime this week to do some shopping, which will be fun (despite the fact that I no longer have any money for shopping) but maybe, just maybe I will be able to find something to wear.
Just wanted to rub it in that if you were a man, at least you could just buy one suit and be done with it. Maybe you could just start dressing as a man. (Liam)