In theory, it always sounds like a good idea. Your best friend, an awesome mall, starbucks in hand. And then the shiitiness begins. The pants are too long or too tight. The shirts hug my fat. The dresses are too revealing. I've spent two days shopping in nashville and all I got was panties and one top. How fuucking pathetic. We've had an otherwise awesome weekend, and I plan on meeting amory soon, after me and best friend heads to the cheesecake factory. The exact reason nothing fits. FML.

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