Bag: c/o Lulus.com
It’s happening. I’m turning into Barbs.
That’s right. I shop at Eileen Fisher… with my mom.
In my defense, there are some young (30 year old) looking women in her new ad campaigns. I’m only 23, but who’s counting?
There are worse things that could happen. For instance, someone could stop me on the street, while I’m wearing my Chico’s pants, and ask me where they’re from only to reply with, “oh the grandma store”?*