Let’s be real, changing rooms suck, I’ve always had a fear of them. You stand there, in the tiniest little space, with a huge full body mirror right in front of you like you’re under a magnifying glass. You notice things you’ve never noticed about yourself. I don’t know if it’s just me but I sweat like crazy in those box rooms, I know I’m under judgement, I know it’s only me in the room but I know I’ve got to watch myself try and make whatever I’ve took in with me work. You watch yourself squeeze in to things, you tug and pull at the clothes to make it look *right* on you, and you stare at yourself and judge yourself so damn much. I panic in changing rooms. I’m scared to hand the things back to the assistant and tell them “I’m just leaving these ones”. I’ve ALWAYS avoided changing rooms but I’ve bought far too many clothes that have lay in wardrobes because I haven’t bought the right size. Sizing is so weird these days. No single shop is the same. You could be an 8/10 in one shop and a 18/20 in another. Shopping online is always a hit or miss for me. I never ever know what size to order. So, I’ve started using changing rooms, and I’ve never felt more awful about myself. I’m trying so so so hard to accept myself but I really just don’t like what I see. At all. (Sorry for being so self-deprecating & pessimistic but you wanted more MH/body related things on my instagram and I just wanna be real with you guys).