Never Judge A Book By It's Cover

A few days ago my mum sister and i enjoyed a lovely lunch at Paddington Arms pub on oxford street. We went along oxford street to find a funky clothing store named Rif Raf (and yes the name reminds me of rocky horror too) All the clothes looked great on the rack, mum and i chose at least 15 tops and dresses to try on and i was excited as mum was in a generous mood. As i made my way to the dressing rooms there where newspaper articles showing names such as Paris Hilton shop here when they come to Sydney so it must be awesome clothing. As i tried each item on i got more and more disappointed. everything was cheaply made and hung so wrong on my body, half of it being so flowing and having too much material making me look pregnant or just plain crap. I got so disappointed. As we walked out of the store i saw such a hot guy but then he pulled out a cigarette and he instantly became so much less attractive. Appearance is deceiving and that day reminded me that. Another thing that has been on my mind is the horrid weather. it better get better come social or ill be very upset. so yes random blog post. (Y) bye!