the gingham swimsuit looked so bad on me! it arrived in the mail last night and i had an impromptu fashion show and hobbled back to the bedroom and threw it in a pile in the corner. i look like a troll doll. i'm going to have to return it.
maybe i'll just go to macy's.
i also just renewed my lease and have now officially given up trying to find a "charming" one bedroom that james could theoretically move into. everything is overpriced, gut renovated, or doesn't have closets or won't allow me a portable dishwasher. who knew i had such a love for a machine that can wash my cereal bowls? i'm irrational. i guess i don't *need* to go, so i'll spare myself the stress. even though, literally checking out fifty apartments was stress enough.
yeah, i have a theory that ordering on ebay is ok because it's real people wearing their threads, listing the measurements, and sans stylist. ordering form a catalog is no good because they photoshop and pin and style everything so it is totally deceiving. plus, they use models. sorry, but i'm not a 34 24 34. i'm not a whale, but shit was bad news bears.
i'm still hunting for an apartment with pressed tin and some cute molding, but i think i'll just end up subletting my place when it comes. no rush.
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