Almost wanted to buy this rubbery spandex tights, which for a moment, I thought it was cool.
Well, it turns out not.
While waiting for JX at Vivocity, I hung around Forever21 and tried to put some clothes together. Not really my kind of style, but probably, I wanted to engage that 15-year-old side of me, which never got the chance to be fashion-conscious back then (as compared to the teens now).
So, tights - a must-have in the teen-getup-look.
BOY, was it tough to get into that, which was so rubbery and squeaky. It’s probably the material and I was laughing myself silly in the fitting room - because... I looked like a miserable Cat-Woman with short legs and a long crotch at one point.
After realizing that I had to wear it like a pair of stockings and some huffing and puffing, I looked at the final outcome. Damn, it was really unflattering. Made my legs look short and fat, and my knees shiningly-ugly. And I somehow looked pregnant. Gee, how harsh.
When I returned the clothes, I thought the girl looked at me weird. I wondered if it was because she heard me giggling alone in the fitting room. Or the choice of clothes that I chose.
Well, it turns out not.
While waiting for JX at Vivocity, I hung around Forever21 and tried to put some clothes together. Not really my kind of style, but probably, I wanted to engage that 15-year-old side of me, which never got the chance to be fashion-conscious back then (as compared to the teens now).
So, tights - a must-have in the teen-getup-look.
BOY, was it tough to get into that, which was so rubbery and squeaky. It’s probably the material and I was laughing myself silly in the fitting room - because... I looked like a miserable Cat-Woman with short legs and a long crotch at one point.
After realizing that I had to wear it like a pair of stockings and some huffing and puffing, I looked at the final outcome. Damn, it was really unflattering. Made my legs look short and fat, and my knees shiningly-ugly. And I somehow looked pregnant. Gee, how harsh.
When I returned the clothes, I thought the girl looked at me weird. I wondered if it was because she heard me giggling alone in the fitting room. Or the choice of clothes that I chose.
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