Oh, yuck. I was just having a conversation about how, when I lived in Manhattan, I like to go to the big chain stores (Old Navy for sure, I forget what else) in Harlem, because they always had an awesome selection in my size, which was not necessarily the case in other parts of town.
After walking out of Takashimaya I had to ask my Manhattanite friend where the poor, fat people shop.
Two words:
exhausted, tense.