All this talk about fashion got me on a rant. Alot of us ladies hate our bodies. I don't hate mine, I merely find it annoying and troublesome when it comes to fashion and buying clothes, but I like to make a joke of it rather than hate it. Last time I stepped on a scale, which was to get my meds (lol), I was 135 and 5' 5". Since the same pants still fit I tend to not go near scales or even look at them. I'm not thin enough to look like a model and not curvy enough to be vivacious by any standards. Several things piss me off. Like those women's magazines that list "10 ways to love your body", while a few pages over is an ad for Victoria Secret's Miracle Bra....which does not come in -A because apparently I'm beyond their miracle powers. Another things that always gives me trouble is buying ladies blouses. I like the dressier look, but I can never buy those really nice fitted ones. Why? Because I guess they were made for someone with the build of a preying mantis, but with boobs on it. I can nearly bust out the arms and shoulders like the Incredible Hulk, but can never fill out the blossoming front of the damned thing. So I have to settle for less fitted ones which just make me look more like a black shrouded, well tailored, androgynous bratwurst.
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