who are you and what did you do to me? I was in the fitting rooms at Macy's this past weekend and took in a pair of jeans with me. I went in with the intentions of seeing what size I was in as all my pants, shorts, and skirts all come off without unbuttoning and have to have a belt or else I risk lookin' like a fool with my pants down. I tried them on and wouldn't you know I loved them, they fit great and were comfy and of course not on sale. Which translate to they are not going home with me. While in the fitting room I was looking in the mirror and thought there is no way that is me in that mirror. As we were missing some curves that appear in my mirror at home.
I'm pretty sure department stores have special make you look skinny mirrors. As we have all been there we have tried something on looked in the mirror and loved the way it looked so we buy it. Get home, try it on and look in our mirror in disgust and try to figure what the hey happened between the fitting room, purchasing, driving home and trying it on again. My mom was in the fitting room across the hall so as I discussed this with her via our seperate rooms I could hear all the other ladies in the fitting room area saying "yeah" and giggling. Which I called them all out on which resulted in more laughter. This post was by far pointless and you have just wasted about 30 seconds of your life. Your welcome!!
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