Oooh, 5-7-9. Mall stores are ridic. Every time I pass American Apparel stores I think of the store "Units"-- does anyone else remember this? It was all knit coordinates, like knit jumpsuits with knit belts.
Anya: It's lovely! I wish it was mine! Oh like you weren't all thinking the same thing. Giles: I'm fairly certain I wasn't.
'The Killer In Me'
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bon bon - Jan 08, 2007 7:16:54 am PST #976 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Kathy A - Jan 08, 2007 7:17:19 am PST #977 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
What I want to know is why the Jenny Craig/LA Weight Loss Center/Weight Watchers in strip malls are always located next to the Cold Stone Creamery/Ben & Jerry's?
sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 7:18:34 am PST #978 of 10001
Every time I pass American Apparel stores I think of the store "Units"-- does anyone else remember this? It was all knit coordinates, like knit jumpsuits with knit belts.
I remember them!
Aims - Jan 08, 2007 7:18:35 am PST #979 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
"Units"-- does anyone else remember this? It was all knit coordinates, like knit jumpsuits with knit belts.
My junior and senior year in marching band, this is where our flag corps uniforms came from.
tommyrot - Jan 08, 2007 7:19:02 am PST #980 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
What I want to know is why the Jenny Craig/LA Weight Loss Center/Weight Watchers in strip malls are always located next to the Cold Stone Creamery/Ben & Jerry's?
So their employees can get together behind the stores and laugh?
bon bon - Jan 08, 2007 7:19:55 am PST #981 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
My junior high all-girls chorus got their uniforms from Units. I'm so glad I'm not the only one that remembers this store!
amych - Jan 08, 2007 7:20:14 am PST #982 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
What I want to know is why the Jenny Craig/LA Weight Loss Center/Weight Watchers in strip malls are always located next to the Cold Stone Creamery/Ben & Jerry's?
To enable the vicious cycle that keeps you coming back to both of them forever.
Who, me, paranoid?
Pix - Jan 08, 2007 7:22:47 am PST #983 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I'm okay with her feeling fat at whatever size she is, but I don't like her insipid giggling and crowing over fitting into a size 2. Because it reinforces the message that size 2 should be The Goal for women.
The goal should be the weight at which you're healthy and comfortable. And, again, if Joe Millionaire-ette wasn't healthy or comfortable at a size 10, if a size 2 is the size where she landed to be healthy and comfortable, then more power to her.
And, above all else, I get that it's a *commercial* -- their goal is to make $$$$, and if they can make women think that they, too, can be a size 2, then that's what they're going to trumpet in their commercial, even if it isn't a realistic or achievable or sustainable OR healthy goal for the majority of women.
I could hug you right now. Well said.
Oh gods, Units. Yes I remember that store. I had one of the thingys that could be a belt or a skirt or a halter top. In navy blue.
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Steph L. - Jan 08, 2007 7:27:02 am PST #984 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
"Units"-- does anyone else remember this? It was all knit coordinates, like knit jumpsuits with knit belts.
We called the store "Eunuchs."
-t - Jan 08, 2007 7:27:07 am PST #985 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I might still have something from Units banging around.
I was just noticing yesterday that I felt fat, while last Friday I felt skinny. Same weight both days, can fit into the same jeans, no change whatsoever except the passage of (a little tiny bit of) time.