An extract from an email I sent to my friend on Wednesday
So there I am browsing the giant cardies, they have grey, dark blue and black or else shocking PINK – wargh. I am pondering the gray one, which strangely is size 18 but is miniscule and thus I am confused by the insane New Look sizing policy. The shop kiddy comes over and asks if I need help, I say no thanks, just looking, to which she launches into a long discussion:
her: I can tell by looking at you that I bet you always wear dark colours, you should try a bright colour
me: err no thanks
her: I just say things as they are, it is because you don’t like being noticed?
me: errrr…. (my brain is telling me to flee but I do actually want to buy the cardy)
her: it would look good with a white vest underneath, don’t you like bright colours?
me: errrr……I’m probably going to wear it for work… so it will go with my other stuff (why am I engaging her in conversation?!!?)
the conversation then strays onto
her: you could wear this with leggings, I liked leggings when I was pregnant, have you tried them?
me: (does she think I’m pregnant?! my coat does look a bit lumpy I suppose….) “Um I probably last wore leggings when I was 8 – ie in the 1980’s”
her: blabber blabber, you could wear it with nice heels on a night out, you’re not that old so you could still wear leggings….
me: (buying cardy and desperately trying to flee new look…) aaaaaaaaaargh
