
Clothes.
*sigh*
Each year, the question what to wear on the conference, results in a frenzy of dieting and clothes shopping among several thousand romance writers. I am no exception. Only my diet wasn't quite as successful as I had hoped for this year. Soooo, I went clothes-shopping today, which was almost as depressing as walking around Berwick-upon-Tweed in the rain. Seriously, I tried on dozens of trousers, but do you think any of them fitted me? No, of course not. *sob*
The sad result of 4 1/2 hours of clothes-shopping: two tops, one skirt, two DVDs, one CD ("The Best of R.E.M.").
6 comments:
You have to save me a bag of those cards!! Pretty please??
Carrie, there might even be some chocolates waiting for you. *G*
There's nothing wrong with your shape, Sandra, it's just that mass-produced clothes are made to fit a 'standard' figure (which, I suspect, very few people have).
Well, I prefer my figure and my brain to Heidi's figure if it comes with her brain. ;)
I find that Brax trousers fit me well, so Brax trousers it is, the price be damned. *grin*
Naughty cards AND chocolate? Oh, Sandy, how you speak to me!
You're going to be at the literacy signing, yes? I'll find you.
The sad result of 4 1/2 hours of clothes-shopping: two tops, one skirt, two DVDs, one CD ("The Best of R.E.M.").
This reminds me of one of my favourite scenes in Castle of the Wolf, where Cissy folds her books in her dresses. See? Some women simply have media-oriented priorities.
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