Two days ago I finally made it out to do some shopping... It was a pain in my ass. When I tried on my normal size, the clothes were way too big. Score, right? I'm so fit! I went for the size down and, well, it was like shoving ten pounds of flour in a five pound bag. What the h? How can one feel gigantic and small at the same time? I ended up taking whatever fit and skipped the bikinis. Why not go to the beach in jeans and a t? It's not exactly a busy location we're going to soooooo no E! TV to put me on the "don't" list.
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