Today the most amazing thing happened to me. When I was getting ready to wake up for the second time around and try and face the day, my brother was getting ready for school. After walking back and forth between the washroom and his closet doing various things he turned to me and said, "We need to go shopping and you need to show me where to get good clothes." Then I died.
My brother's wardrobe isn't exactly the most eye pleasing thing to look at. It consists mainly of really bad jeans from Stitches and old school Randy River type graphic tees. See what I'm getting at here? I'm not sure if it's because he has no fashion sense or if it's because all his friends are gangsters and punks with no fashion sense and he just doesn't care. It just leaves him looking like something I finger-painted in kindergarten.
So when my brother asked me to pick out his clothes it was a smaller dream come true. Stores started flashing through my mind that I could take him to and dress him in. I've totally decided on Abercrombie and Hollister. I love a few select pieces of clothing from Abercrombie, but not enough for me to buy them for myself. However going with him to buy a lot of clothes gives me an excuse to get them for myself.
So when you see me buried beneath bags of clothing that don't suit me, you'll know why. Oh and you can definitely expect me to harass my brother with my camera too.
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