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Today I went shopping with the adorable
scoobygang63 and proved that my waist and my boobs and my arse DO NOT BELONG ON THE SAME PERSON.
Maybe my boobs and my arse, but not my waist. Because 44-32-48 IS NOT SHOPPABLE. When I put on a waist belt over my t-shirt in Primark, two chavvy girls' eyes nearly fell out. It looked insane. I looked like someone had stuck a bike pump up my arse and inflated me, like a cartoon.
See, I have an interview for my boss's job on Monday, with what sounds like a middle-aged man who knows I'm bisexual (equal opportunities forms, oh yay) but has never met me, and said he can't wait to meet me. EXPLOITEXPLOITEXLOIT. So, I have a grey pencil shirt, a grey and white striped, slightly-over-sized boy-shape shirt, over a black tight tee, and with black heels. I just tried it on with the Magic Pants. HOSHIT. Even I would do me.
I spent almost £40 in Primark for which I got:
An enormous handbag in grey, black and reddish pink - £6
Two pairs of flannel pyjamas in shades of blue - £8
Blue and yellow 'California Dreams' retro t-shirt - £4 (reminds me of the Rehab Summer Camp one I was wearing at the time)
A green and white vest top - £2
5 pairs of stripey socks - £4
2 pairs of tube socks - £2
Pants: 2x Space Invaders, 1x Rubiks Cube, 1x Made in the 80s, 1x Magic Fat Bird pants.
I've a feeling there was something else but I can't remember what it was. (Oh - a PVC make up bag)
All in all, a good day. I spent less than £100 on clothes and got quite a bit, plus a good outfit for the interview.
I really hope I get this job.
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Maybe my boobs and my arse, but not my waist. Because 44-32-48 IS NOT SHOPPABLE. When I put on a waist belt over my t-shirt in Primark, two chavvy girls' eyes nearly fell out. It looked insane. I looked like someone had stuck a bike pump up my arse and inflated me, like a cartoon.
See, I have an interview for my boss's job on Monday, with what sounds like a middle-aged man who knows I'm bisexual (equal opportunities forms, oh yay) but has never met me, and said he can't wait to meet me. EXPLOITEXPLOITEXLOIT. So, I have a grey pencil shirt, a grey and white striped, slightly-over-sized boy-shape shirt, over a black tight tee, and with black heels. I just tried it on with the Magic Pants. HOSHIT. Even I would do me.
I spent almost £40 in Primark for which I got:
An enormous handbag in grey, black and reddish pink - £6
Two pairs of flannel pyjamas in shades of blue - £8
Blue and yellow 'California Dreams' retro t-shirt - £4 (reminds me of the Rehab Summer Camp one I was wearing at the time)
A green and white vest top - £2
5 pairs of stripey socks - £4
2 pairs of tube socks - £2
Pants: 2x Space Invaders, 1x Rubiks Cube, 1x Made in the 80s, 1x Magic Fat Bird pants.
I've a feeling there was something else but I can't remember what it was. (Oh - a PVC make up bag)
All in all, a good day. I spent less than £100 on clothes and got quite a bit, plus a good outfit for the interview.
I really hope I get this job.