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[13 Feb 2007|10:14am] |
the existence of 18"-waist corsets actually really bothers me. i wouldn't be surprised to see men with 20" waists though-- i've seen quite a lot of guys (in the peninsular plaza vicinity of course) with really high-waisted monstrous skinny jeans wrapped around a cigarette-waist. on women though, anything (yes, anything) with a waist smaller than 20" should crawl into my kitchen sink and die. how do you even fit a rib-cage into a waist so ridiculously tiny, let alone fit a foetus in a womb attached to a body like that? and there is no way that a woman with a teeny 18" waist is going to have hips or curves of any sort.
also, this was too hilarious to resist:
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[13 Feb 2007|09:42pm] |
i went to vivocity for the second time today (mum dragged me along and forced me into practically every store begging me to buy decent work-clothes), and i know this is going to sound ridiculous but i'm sick of basically the entire high street-- i've been seeing the exact same tunics (pregnancy tops!) and knitted swing coats in every single store the past half a year or so, and i have billowy tunics in every shade (except orange, white and yellow-- which i'll never buy anyway). it was the same with all the accessories-- going to the huge flagship high street store outlets on oxford street almost every day for two months has etched every necklace, ring, earring and bracelet by topshop and its jolly rivals into my memory. gloriously tacky green studded apple necklace--check! i have the matching earrings and wear them to death. it was such a pain to have to buy even more things and my only purchases which satisfied me were food items-- a jar of ridiculously expensive flavoured gourmet sea salt (for cooking of course) as well as some sushi and roasted pistachios.
that said, i now own a tragically overpriced forever 21 blouse which is so sheer it'll probably fall to bits in the wash. the only consolation is that i can now add to my steadily growing collection of (gasp!) things-with-rainbow-hearts.
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