I swear to god I just spent like an HOUR in the bathroom, before a HUGE presentation, just adjusting my blazer. An HOUR. Like, I’m supposed to be this sharp, you know, EXECUTIVE, and all I could think about was how the fabric was like... clinging, I guess? Or just sitting WRONG. Not professional, just like, accentuating everything I was trying to hide, you know? It’s insane how much brain space that took up. Like, my career is literally on the line and I’m worried about a freaking blazer. My *midsection* specifically. Ugh.