I spent a significant portion of yesterday clothes shopping. That was my first mistake.
There's nothing like trying on trousers to make me feel like a colossal mutant wobblebeast. After trying on approximately 40 pairs of pants, I discovered I could place them all neatly into one of three "doesn't fit" categories. Apparently "people come in different proportions, as well as different sizes" introduces too many variables into the number-crunching slave-driving world of clothing manufacture. As I cannot afford to have all of my clothes tailored to fit, I can only conclude that society wishes me to go pantsless.
Precisely why I you see me in the same three pairs of pants over and over and over again. I have a couple others, but they don't fit right, so I only wear them when I absolutely have to. When I find a pair that actually fit (somewhat) comfortably (if not fashionably), I wear them until the holes get too obscene for public consumption.
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Summer_Jackel
I feel for you! Clothes shopping _sucks_. Still, it was totally fun to have that experience with you, and I think that we should do it more. At least until you find some pants.