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Oh god I’ve got to go shopping for clothes…shoot me, shoot me now!

I think that pretty much sums up my attitude towards clothes and shopping. I am writing this note even as I should be putting a bra on in preparation for meeting Aubie at Value Village where she will attempt to outfit me with something to wear to the many graduations and weddings coming up in my near future.  Aubie is patient and gentle about this and yet I still want to run sobbing from the store. What’s wrong with clean jeans and a tasteful T-shirt? Why does clothing have to be so complicated?  and uncomfortable?  and generally icky?