After surfing through a host of fashion blogs in the wee hours of the night while my hypochondriac boyfriend furiously attempts to sleep away impending flu, I conclude that in order to be chic, it is required that one be:
Pretty. Not gorgeous, but pretty. Let's not kid ourselves - even the so-called 'quirky' beauties are pretty.
Twiggy as the namesake.
Below cup size C.
Not Paris Hilton.
The stark realisation that my body is none of these (except that I am obviously not Paris Hilton) makes me want to wear baggy tshirts and faded jeans.
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