I hate trying clothes on in stores. It's almost as if I were a man. However, I can usually eyeball something and know if it will fit right. The other day I was looking for a blouse to wear to work. Maria was with me and held one up that looked like a nice choice. I bought it and brought it home. That's the kind of shopping I enjoy - a short and sweet trip to the clearance rack!
Later, at home, I took it out of the bag to enjoy my new purchase. I looked at the tag a bit more carefully and realized I had made a bit of a mistake. This blouse isn't going to fit quite right. At least I hope not.
Later, at home, I took it out of the bag to enjoy my new purchase. I looked at the tag a bit more carefully and realized I had made a bit of a mistake. This blouse isn't going to fit quite right. At least I hope not.
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