Fat Girl Shopping

So I went to the mall with my friend to get clothes for his girl, so that when she gets out of her program she doesn't have to be naked.  NEWS FLASH I'm fat. Really Fat. I didn't realize this until I went to the mall. I felt disgusting in those stores. I still wasn't all that helpful when it came to picking out clothes to fit someone I haven't seen in over a year. I'm sorry, but when you NEED leopard print shoes and a differently printed top, there's only so much I can help with. There's only so much to do. Not to mention the fact that if she's gained as much weight as I've been told, none of this shit is gonna fit her anyhow. I dunno, I felt gross and I think it may have been a waste of time. I thought I would have time to get myself a few things while I was there and I didn't. It was totally like sprinting through the mall and after two hours of literally running around all we got was the leopard flats and a pair of jeans and a tank top. That's it. Nothing else. I wish I felt like I'd helped, then I'd have known it was worth it.