Fashion! Turn to the left...

Fashion! Turn to the right!

A single word cannot describe the feeling I get when I go clothes shopping. My emotions run the gamut from utter disgust to extreme elation. As I meander from store to store, boutique to boutique, I get tired, I get hot, I get frustrated... yet sometimes I am satisfied. Overall, I dislike shopping. I've only recently begun to actively seek out new items to flesh out my wardrobe, however uncomfortable it is. I can't seem to ever really enjoy it, though, due to all the discrepancies. For instance, how do you explain how I miraculously go from a size 12 to a size 8, depending on which store I go to? It's all so pointless.