I’ve had a a  busy week.  Sadly, the details aren’t interesting, except for the tragic part yesterday when I forgot to watch the premiere of Project Runway.
And when I was invited to my local Gap store to be styled for BlogHer. Â I can only assume that the good people at Gap did this because the people in charge of BlogHer called them and complained about my outfits from last year. Â So it was sort of a rescue mission, if you will. Â A humanitarian effort, like Doctors Without Borders, except with clothes.
I know that I’m a girl and everything, but I really hate shopping. I hate shopping so much that I’ve been known to walk into a store, grab clothes and leave. Â After I paid for them, of course. Â But I can’t bear to try them on, Â so I convince myself so they will fit and that if they don’t, I’ll just return them. Â Because that’s obviously easier and faster than going into the fitting room.
But I very much did not hate this. Â Because the stylist, Devinne, was amazing. Â She asked me a few questions about what I liked and didn’t like and then pulled together outfits that I would have never picked out on my own, but absolutely loved. Â I even fell in love and had to have a shirt that looks like a vagina, but in a flowery way, not side-view poster at the gynecologist’s office way.
Devinne and I did  have a small, shall we say, creative difference, when she brought me a pair of skinny jeans to try on.  I have a sneaking suspicion that she just did that for her own amusement, which is something I hope that Doctors Without Borders would never do.  It was certainly an educational experience for me.  Like, I had no idea that thighs were sort of like lungs, and that if they were constricted by thigh-binding matter, they’d stop breathing.
After the medical professionals were done extricating me from the jeans, we resumed regularly scheduled styling.
I love every outfit and accessory. Â (I couldn’t get shoes because Gap caters to the human foot, up to size 10. Â And I’m size 11, like a supermodel. Or Fred Flinstone.)
And I need to share this with you. Â When I first saw it, it made me laugh out loud, which is different from LOL. Â I hope that you love it as much as I do.
And if you see me at  BlogHer, please reassure me that my shirt doesn’t look like a vagina.  It’s a real ice breaker.
Disclosure: Â Gap gave me a ton of new clothes, free of charge. Â And also two bags. Â They are awesome. Â Thank you, Gap and Brand About Town!
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