'No, that's a definite no.' She pulls a face at me as soon as I open the changing room door.
'Fine, I'll try the others then.' I smile. If I've ever had the torment of smiling forced upon me in such a way as your friend telling you for the millionth time 'no' and still having to smile then I don't remember it. I must have gotten dehydrated when shopping, or tired, or something, because it really got to me.
Shopping is so much fun, when everything suits you.
I'm not saying I'm ugly or fat or that I hate myself, I'm not depressed you see, its just sometimes I have enough and I just don't care. But at the same time its the most important thing in the world.
