I should really go through my shit-
there's stuff I don't think I'd ever wear again, like my Mighty Boosh t-shirt from 5 years ago or some of the hideous stuff my mum's bought me...
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 21:56, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Snap!
I have a Mighty Boosh t-shirt as well. Fuckers at the stall gave it to me in a medium. As in an indie girl medium, which doesn't even go round my breasts
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 21:59, Reply)

Mine is small.
That's how skinny I was 15 years ago. And my boyfriend used to call me fat.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:07, Reply)

:S
what an idiot. I've almost never been called fat to my face, and never by a boyfriend
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:09, Reply)

I'm used to it from /talk
and to be honest I am not exactly skin and bones. But I've been called fat when I've been a lot smaller than I am now. God knows what I am now. I actually feel like a Bavarian wrestler sometimes.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:12, Reply)

Stuff my mum buys me goes straight in the pile
I've seen pictures of lepers in Calcutta who have better dress sense than my mum.
(berk, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 21:59, Reply)

My mum dresses very well.
I don't dress like my mum or my sister.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:05, Reply)

Neither do I, thank fuck
well, my sister dresses ok I guess. But my mum really doesn't.
(berk, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:10, Reply)

Both of them are quite elegant
Sister is very Chanel-ish. Mother dresses almost exclusively in Toast (the brand not the foodstuff lololo). I wear vintage, highstreet and whatever is lying around on the floor.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sat 13 Nov 2010, 22:13, Reply)