Kyria's journal

I have never been to a clothing swap party before, and as I was running to the train on the dreary Wednesday morning, trying to hold onto my bag with badminton gear and two bags of clothes I was thinking to myself that attending a swap party tonight was probably  a bad idea. First of all, I don't need new clothes as I just went through my wardrobe with a tooth comb in order to declutter. Second, the girls would probably not be my size, and third, I doubted that they'd share my love for bold prints. However, I was one my way and set to try it at least once before passing up on the concept of swapping clothes with total strangers.
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