first world problems, i know, i'm sorry

[revulo]

I'm a little envious right now, and that's not a cool feeling.

It's kind of petty, but I just...I did quite a bit of clothes shopping last night, and...let's face it, plus-sized shopping is expensive as fuck. I was proud of myself for getting a bit of a sale, but....still expensive. Then Mom went to an outlet mall and is able to get about the same amount of (cuter) stuff for a lot less...agh, I wish I could do that. I could be more environmentally friendly, I really could. *sigh*

And if you're about to comfort me with "You can do it, just concentrate on fitness!" save it. I'm way too far gone for that. I'm past the "fluffy" stage of Torrid and Lane Bryant. (Torrid models make me cry. Such lovely pears. I hate being such an [appley apple]. I think I'd be at least happier with my size if I wear a pear. Not an hourglass, a pear.)

Gah. Now I don't even want my clothes. They're going to look awful. And what's worse is Mom's going to make a big deal about me being pretty.