Clothing Designers are Succubi from Hell

Lola needed a new pair of sneakers. So, like any other poor, recent graduate, she trekked to Kohl's, the Mecca of the financially strained. There, she found not only cute sneaks to fit her dwarfishly small feetsies, but some nice tops that accentuated the bosom whilst simultaneously de-emphasizing the booty. When Lola first found one of these magical tops, she tried it on in her regular size. Lo and behold, it was too big! Angels promptly descended from the heavens and began to sing. She ventured on to more of these wondrous clothing items, and tried on a smaller size. Damn the clothing people, some of them didn't fit. Lola is now perplexed... she is unable to fathom why one size cannot truly be that size. Clothing designers choose random numbers out of an evil hat that can, one moment, boost a woman's confidence, only to shatter it the next when she has to move up to the size of Tent (or other unsightly, tarp-esque sort of size). A pox on all designers who toy with our minds in such a manner!