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Monday, November 7, 2005

Dressed In The Color Of The Grave...Dirt.

OK, what's wrong with me? I went to the Gap and Old Navy with The Boyfriend yesterday and bought BROWN clothing. A brown shirt with red stripes and brown pants. (Both items were on clearance, mind you.) Is this what happens when you get older? You switch to earth tones? (Don't tell my mother, who, like me, is also frequently swaddled in black head-to-toe like a vampire.) I swear on my gothly black little heart not to wear them together, but seriously, what?

Regardless, I'm kind of pleased that H&M is opening in San Francisco. It's a fun place to buy questionable fashions of questionable quality. But from what I recall, I'm going to have to pick up Dance Dance Revolution again to fit in their clothes. They tend to run on the fitted/slim side. (Compare this with the Gap, who was clearly trying to flatter me by pretending to be a size smaller than they really are.) But then, there's nothing wrong with having a little junk in the trunk.

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