I got a nice giraffe hat for her. It's pretty cool.

By the time I got out of there, everything was closing, so when I got back to Rue, I couldn't go in because the gate was closed.

It was irritating.

And Mom and Cat were still inside...I waited about 10-15 minutes for them.

So we finally get out of the mall, and it's 9:20ish as we're getting in the car and heading out of the parking lot.

Mom says she'll "get me something" because I wasn't going to have much time at Kohl's.

Hi meesh

"Something" being something like a smoothie or a bottle of water.

Hey, Sparkly.

So we get to Kohl's, and it's about 9:30...

Cat ALSO has a gift card for Kohl's, and I was NOT going to spend the whole time with her clothes shopping, because we don't and can't wear the same stuff...so I went off on my own and Mom stayed with Cat again.

Well, holy cow, after-Christmas sales. I found TONS of cheap stuff to try on. Everything was less than 10 bucks.

But, the kicker is, I hate clothes-shopping for a reason.

See, I LOVE clothes. I don't really act like it, most people would never know, but I really do like clothes and cool fashions and whatnot.

But clothes don't love me.

"Just because you can button the jeans doesn't mean they fit you." That embodies my problem.

I have one of the weirdest shaped bodies ever.

It is SO hard to find things that fit me well. I can fit INTO them, but they don't look good.

They're tight in the wrong places, or hang funny, or cut way too low up top or just too small up there.

There's always SOMETHING.

So clothes-shopping takes forever for me, because so much of it is going "Oh my goodness, that's the right size and I love it!" and then coming out of the dressing room absolutely crushed because it doesn't fit me right.

My sister just goes, "Oh, that's cute, that's my size" and, if pressed for time, can just buy it. She tries things on, because it's good to make sure it looks how you imagine, but she doesn't HAVE to.

So of course she spent most of her gift money in that half hour, and I came out of that store empty-handed.

The ONE THING I tried on that I liked a lot and would have gotten, was mistakenly placed in the clearance rack and was over $50. Wouldn't have been worth the purchase, since I'm pretty much broke right now and it wasn't a life-changing piece of material.

So I was more than a little depressed by the time we got out of there.