gustavofring
Well-known member
It's such a nightmare.
Walking around in my old severly outdated uncomfortable clothes, which are very sweaty because I'm nervous. NEVER finding the right sort of clothes I'm looking for, never being able to find something that just fits right. The salespeople hounding me. The awful mirrors that make me feel ugly. The nervously walking around with multiple clothes and cloth hangers, sometimes something falls and I go into sort of panic mode. The not being able to see if something fits right on me...
I hate it.
I wish I had someone to go with.
I do like nice clothes, but the whole experience is incredibly painful and I never really succeed.
Walking around in my old severly outdated uncomfortable clothes, which are very sweaty because I'm nervous. NEVER finding the right sort of clothes I'm looking for, never being able to find something that just fits right. The salespeople hounding me. The awful mirrors that make me feel ugly. The nervously walking around with multiple clothes and cloth hangers, sometimes something falls and I go into sort of panic mode. The not being able to see if something fits right on me...
I hate it.
I wish I had someone to go with.
I do like nice clothes, but the whole experience is incredibly painful and I never really succeed.