Popping To The Shop...AGAIN

Let's just pop into H & M before I leave central and go to class. I’ve got some time to kill.
It seems to be my best shopping trips are the ones that aren't planned, a bit like a night out. A quick scan through the ground floor and nothing really caught my eye. I had somehow picked up a fitted Lacy dress, rather sexy. I’ve got time to try it on, you never know, Mr. Man my call me up for a date. I take the size 6 and go up to the next floor to have a quick browse; I pick up two coats and another dress and proceed to the changing rooms.

Now this I hadn't planned for, my coat takes up a quarter of the space, I have too many layers to remove and I'm wearing a body con dress, which never comes off easily. If I'd know I was clothes shopping I'd dressed differently. Ah well. Both coats look nice, not really needed, but could come in use at the price they are on offer. Simple baggy dress will go well with a belt and boots I have. I'm thinking I can wear this when I meet the fella during the day....not sure what fella, as I'm back to my single status. (Yep, I got dumped: I’ll save that story for another time.) Anyhow, I'll take that dress too; it’s easy to throw on. Now let see what this sexy Lacy number is saying.


Size 6, bit optimistic, but everyone guesses that to be my size; so I'm going to go with it. Dress on, side zip go up....I said side size go up!! Big breath in and out and Zip Up!!! It's not going anywhere, it fits, but it doesn't. It looks hot, but maybe it’s a top, it's really short. I'll try the next size.
'Hello, excuse me' I call from my cubical wearing only my underwear. 'Can you get me this in an 8 please?'
'Sorry, I can't leave here, but you can leave your thing and go and grab one'.
I turn and look at my things and think I'm not leaving that, though I don't really want to put it all on again to take it off. Huff!
Body con, on...hair now really messy. Shirt on, coat on, scarf on. Massive bag slung.
'Keep these please, I'll be back' I give the assistant the things I want.
I hurry back with a size 8 and 10 and another dress I found on the way.
Bag dumped, scarf off, shirt off, body con, off: hair more messy.
Dress on off, buttons have fallen off....REJECT.
Sizes 10 on, a bit roomy, zip bust....REJECT.
Size 8 on, good fit...zip bust...REJECT! But I want it.
Body con, on...hair now really messy. Shirt on, coat on, scarf on. Massive bag slung. So pay for coats, now dragging 3 big bags and trekking to another H &M. Even though I'm not going on any dates or nights out, I think I'll buy it now for when I do. As we ladies do. Plus, it's in the sales.
Oxford Street, quick scan of ground floor, the dress isn't there. Quick dash up to the next floor and I see it! I have to be quick now, as popping to the shop has eaten time and Ill now has to go home and drop all these things, as I don't want take them to class and I may have plans later that even.
Size 8; please be there....no luck. Size 10. Come with me. Oh. And I'll try that purple dress on too...and that black and white one...and that jumper.....and those gold jeans.
Changing rooms:
Bag dumped, scarf off, shirt off, body con, off: hair...I give up on my hair now.

Lacy dress, zip works...need smaller size (8)
Purple Dress with full length zip at the front...very nice. Need a smaller size (6)
Black and white dress, really tight...HOT. Need bigger size (10)
Gold jeans.. Won’t go on....take tights off and ....'Hello sexy bum!'
Quick change back....
Body con, on...hair fail... shirt on, coat on, scarf on. Massive bag slung shopping bags.
No purple dress for me or Lacy dress, the two I really wanted. I’ll try Regent's Street....next week. I'm knackered, hunger and hot and ready to drop almost three hours. I HATE SHOPPING.

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