So, I venture towards the all mighty Northridge Mall, which actually isn't all that mighty and is actually pretty damned shitty, but whatever. So, we go into JC Penny's because that's where we parked, and we were looking at the pants because surely the mall would have pants in my size, right? Wrong. My 34 36 dungarees are a thing of fantasy, NO STORE HAD THEM!!!! Arggg... Hot Topic had nothing of interest that I didn't already have, which saddened me as well. Anyway, we go to Wilson's because my parents ALWAYS go to Wilsons, being all in love with the leather and what not. Needless to say, I walked out of the store with a 400 dollar leather jacket that had since been marked down to 100. The only reason I got it was because it was so very considerably cheapened. I told my dad that the boys of GH made me fancy the leather, and he was just like "put this on, if it fits, you're getting it." It looks okay, I do like it, it's warm and stuff.
Anyway, back to the ways of the pants shopping. When EVERYTHING else was gone... we go to the Big and Tall's store. Now, with no offense to ANYONE who has to get clothes at that store... they start at like size 40 something... and I saw up to 60. So, we're looking around, and my parents are all like "this place has nothing but fat people clothes." There weren't many people there, but those that were... well, they less than pleased with the ways of my father. It was quite funny, though.