is this love that i'm feeling?

so, i know i've mentioned before that my body shape is slightly, erm, challenged.

i know- hearing people bitch about how they're too fat or have too-small boobs or weird skin or funky eyebrows is horribly trite and far too common on online journals. i'm not complaining, i'm just attempting to refesh your minds that my oddly shaped body [read: hips smaller than waist] is indeed a force to be reckoned with, especially when clothes shopping.

it's such a force that actually, i avoid and put off buying clothing because it just takes too much effort to find something that doesn't make me look like i'm fifty pounds overweight or sixty-two. or a combination thereof. today however, i grabbed the bull by the horns- or the cotton by the thread, if you will- and ventured out tothe mall with the aim and goal of not returning home until i had atleast three things.

today i was reminded about why i avoid malls, body hang-ups aside. and especially why i avoid said malls on saturday afternoons when the weather is shiete and cold and gusty and windy and everyone and their brother is out shopping for fancy dresses or hallowe'en costumes.

however, i now own cashmere.

i may have created a monster.