We went to Tesco today and - for once - didn't manage to spend squillions and squillions. Hmm. I reckon they
pump something through the ventilation system in that place, because it is unnatural to hold a desire to spend so damn much
Scabby-but-you-secretly-kinda-shop-there clothing chain Matalan aka Mataland aka Fataland, is seriously getting on my goat with its bizarre sizing. It's for the fatties. The fatties
. And they stretch out the clothes on stupid hangers so that they're huuuuuuuge. No doubt to make the aforementioned fatties feel better about themselves. Not good for me though, as a stretched-out-on-stupid-hanger size 8 skirt falls down my hips. Grrr. Fataland : sort it out.
Ms. Violet, 9:32 PM