I am the WOOOOMAN!

An apology to the male readership today. This note is strictly for the MGFs out there.

Ladies -- today I went shopping with fellow blogger Sunny Treasures and another friend. We went to a well known and affordable clothing chain who's name is the same as saying antiquated military (Think hard -- you'll get the hint). I have not been able to buy clothes in this store for at least 3-years since they decided to cut their sizes smaller.

Digging around in the sale area, I come across a pretty, cream colored, light-weight, faux wrap sweater. It is the largest size they have...and the last one in that size. Looking at it, Sunny comments that would look cute on me. After some hemming, hawing, and bodily threats...I try it on.

It fit. HOLY CRAP IT FITS!

This ignites a little shopping spree about the store for a couple of t-shirts and tops that I've been DYING to buy, but didn't think they'd fit. But wait! That's not the best part of the story.

We get to the register...and the sweater is lacking a price tag. The clerk punches numbers for a couple of minutes and looks at me. The next sentence came out in slow motion...but the words were very clear.

"It's not in our system. I'll charge you $1.97 for it. Is that okay?"

1. I BOUGHT a sweater in a store that skinny girls covet.
2. I FOUND the last one in my size.
3. I PAID less than a gallon of gas for said sweater.

I...AM...A...SHOPPING...BAD...ASS!