The agony of buying cloths

Due to the new of a new pair of jeans I today had to face on of my horrors: The trying-on rum. But before even getting so far you have to find what you might want and accept the fact that the ones you really like are not in your seize. Then comes the moment when you have to try on the things you have picked out as a likely choice.

In a tight space with mirrors showing every bit of your body and a not very flattering light you have to undress. And it never – or at least for me – fails that it doesn’t fit so well. So out of the now cramped room with cloths and out to look for a larger size. A larger size proving that you gained some weight. This time not even the larger size fit as it turned out I needed a size in between. There are no half sizes in cloths, there should be I think. The choice now stands between the smaller size with a thigh fit over the butt and the larger with several cm extra at the top and a little too much under the butt. This time I felt that I might as well “take the bull by its horns” and buy the larger size. The LARGER size!!!

It doesn’t matter that I also made a bargain and got one pair for 99 kronor.