Generally speaking, I do not enjoy shopping for clothes. Sometimes I forget this and go shopping, but then usually after I try one thing on my memory is instantly jogged and I remember how much fun I don't have.
PITY PARTY: As I stand there in front of the dressing room mirror, I am forced to acknowledge things I would prefer to ignore, or at the very least, conveniently forget about. My feet are too big. My boobs are too small. My waist is fairly thin, but my hips are disproportionately large in comparison. My leg to torso ratio is unbalanced and silly looking, and my skin should be clearer than this at age 29.
PERSPECTIVE: Today is just an off day. I don't always feel like this. I have at least once had a good time shopping. I am fairly fit and relatively healthy, and very thankful for both of those things. I've had two kids, and it cuts me more slack then I need. I have big feet and long legs because I kick so much ass, and what I lack in boobs I make up for in all around likability.
Suck it Trebek!
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