Wednesday, March 05, 2008
What Are You Trying To Do To Me?
Here’s something I do not understand. How can I purchase two pairs of pants, same brand, same size, same everything except for the color and have one of them fit me like I’m a smoldering, perfect body sex goddess and the other pair make me feel like Miss Frumpy Stop Eating You Disgusting Fat Pig Have You No Shame Look In The Mirror Pants?
The only difference is the color. The green pair fit me loosely and they say, “You are adorable! You’re so smokin’ and perfect! Let me be on you because you’re the cat’s meow! Damn you’re fine!” and the black pair say, “You are so repulsive and foul. Why do you even bother to leave the house in the morning. You’re gross and fat and sickening, you disgust me! Ugh, I can’t even stand to look at you, you hideous beast! Please put me back on the shelf, I can’t stand to be near you.”
The green pair make me happy. The black pair depress me and makes me lie down and cry. Same size, same brand, different color causing two different reactions when I put them on.
What the hell is that all about? I hate clothing manufacturers...I hate them with a passion.
