..So with this beautiful weather we're having. I decided to venture out with my mom for some shopping therapy. It help in a way, after a long day of driving around...I get a chance to hang out with my mom and see whats new in fashion...
My mom of course is on a rampage to find the perfect blouse and me, just looking. So I go about helping her, and find something to my liking along the progress. Thinking its cute, comfy, and my size. I go into the dressing room.
O.M.G...it doesn't fit me. Ok, I think I went up like 4 sizes over night. It's too small. So with barely one leg in, I couldn't pull it up. I decided I give up. No hope and no victory in sight. Put it back on the hanger and came out of the dressing room. Hand to the dressing room lady and walked out. As I was walking out, I see this rack. Full of clothes in all different colors, styles, and sizes..and I think to myself..."The Rack of Shame"......but they soon will find a place in someone's closet.
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