It’s difficult to find a good looking dress that flatters my body type. I’m heavy on the bottom half. If I were a fruit I’d be a pear. If I were a shape I’d be a triangle. If I were a song I’d be Queen’s Fat Bottomed Girls
I guess I made my point.
Shrug, shrug. *Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin’ world go round!*
I just had to take advantage of the midnight madness sale last night at Glorietta… Cent is not a big fan of crowded malls. He doesn’t like to rummage through clothes and shoes on sale especially when 80% of the time, all you’ll find are damaged and oversized pieces. However, we made it through all 4 gloriettas in search for the perfect length hippie dress that I have been looking for since, i dunno-forever?
This shop is jampacked with implusive shoppers getting their fix for those colorful jeans. Yes, those jeans that Leyn talked about on her blog. I managed to get through them and found this flowery fabric underneath the glam dresses. I went to the fitting room and tried it on. Bah, mukang okay! I looked for the price tag. It’s not on sale but it’s right on the budget, besides, Cent offered to pay half the price of the dress. (thanks!)
We were dead tired and hungry. We got burritos and chimichangas at Mexicali. He said he’s been gaining weight lately. LOL. *Hye’ big woman you made a fat boy out of me!*