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People say life is the thing, but I prefer reading*
 

Because who doesn't want fashion tips from the sandwich shop dude?

I'm wearing one of my favourite tops today, a black and white stripey number with 3/4 length sleeves. I like it because it's a nice fit without being clingy (as I have a bit of a pot belly these days, and not a sexy one like the girl in Pulp Fiction was on about), it's comfy and I think it looks a bit French when I wear it with nice silver accessories and possibly a red scarf knotted sexily at my throat (which I haven't bought yet but fully intend to).

So there I was, happy as a clam in my fave little top that was a total bargain from H&M, and when I went into the sandwich shop the man behind the counter remarked that he used to have a top like mine, but it had short sleeves. I didn't really know what to say to this (as he was a man, and I, clearly, am not and is he suggesting I wear manly clothes and oh my god I wish I had a spare top in my handbag).

I sort of said, 'oh, right' (as if I was interested and not freaking out because the manly man dude has the same clothes as me) and he said 'yeah, I don't wear it anymore though because one day someone told me I looked like a pizza chef'.

A pizza chef.

Probably sporting a moustache and a distinct smell of onion.

My favourite top has been tainted.
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*Logan Pearsall Smith



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