Well, if there’s one thing I absolutely detest it is shopping. I don’t know why, just everything about it makes me angry. The worst place I know is Oxford Street. As soon as I get on to the dreaded street, the bad mood just switches on, like clockwork. Aha, so prom dress shopping was never going to be fun, was it? Everything just looked awful on me; it just hung on me like a wetsuit. To be frank, I don’t think I’ll ever find one, I don’t want to stand out, but I don’t want to be boring, I don’t one anyone to have my dress, but vintage never fits. I’ll just go to prom in jeans and a Tee.
The worst thing about shopping is if you come home with nothing. You go through the pain and there’s no reward at the end?! And that’s what happened to me today
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