How to Lose 1000+ Hours—and an Awful Lot of Money

Or, shopping while fat, female, and femme: a primal scream

This post is brought to you by a completely frozen shoulder, some acrid arthritis cream, and the low-grade chronic fury of someone who has wasted countless hours this week clicking around the internet trying to find a formal dress. If you like what you read, please consider “liking” it below—it will only take a click (unlike my shopping adventures) and …