Monday, May 17, 2010
AA
its funny at american apparel how aggravating and insulting finding things can be. since you're always totally surrounded by clothes and headbands and thong leotards, whenever you're looking for something it's never more than like 5 feet away from you. the label is staring at you and you, blankly, can't find it. the only labels i ever manage to recollect or find again are the ones with the pictures of beautiful women. the others, in black and white, i can never seem to find. and while i whine and stamp the boxes must be ogling my shoelaces or my nose. its labyrinthian by sheer volume even though its all right in front of me, really stupid-making.
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