On the patience of boyfriends
Jul. 21st, 2004 10:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serindeWhile waiting for Brian to finish up at work, I'd intended to do some Champions prep for a bit, and then make a lightning raid on Daffy's or Filene's because I am in the "everything is too big for me goddammit" portion of the show. However, I got exceedingly wrapped up in what I was doing, and was oblivious of the passage of time until he came to my desk all ready to leave. Oops. But he was kind enough to stand by with minimum murmuring while I tore through the store like a hurricane, trying to find something...anything. After an hour's work, I have two new dresses (one of which I'm wearing today), fishnet tights, and a pair of socks. Go Me.
I was more'n a bit disappointed, though: this was where I'd gotten my flamingo dress, and at that time, they had about three billion variations from the same company. I'd hoped to get one a size down from my flamingo dress, it being too big and all; they even had one (black with green margaritas). Which was too small. Dammit. I hate being between sizes.
I was more'n a bit disappointed, though: this was where I'd gotten my flamingo dress, and at that time, they had about three billion variations from the same company. I'd hoped to get one a size down from my flamingo dress, it being too big and all; they even had one (black with green margaritas). Which was too small. Dammit. I hate being between sizes.
