the sweetest thing
It was hot enough today that I wore one of my favorite summer outfits: A fashionable swirl-patterned purple cotton tank top and a swirl-pattered gray and black skirt down to my knees with slits on the sides. It showed off my figure very, very well. I was not wearing makeup. My hair was loose and a little frizzy from the heat.
On my way home, I stopped at the local Yes Organic Market to get some SmartWater and chocolate. The checkout clerk was a lovely young woman whose name tag read Mel. After she had rung up my purchases, she looked at me and said, "I hope you don't think I'm being too forward, but... you have the most amazing, beautiful figure I have ever seen!"
My jaw dropped slightly and my brain took a second to process this. A complete stranger, a woman, not hitting on me, just told me I had a beautiful figure. I managed to gasp, "Thank you! Wow. Thank you so much, what a wonderful compliment!"
We chatted for a few minutes. I told her I was recovering from anorexia, and she praised and complimented me for my strength. She couldn't stop raving about how beautiful I looked. "There are women who are born naturally beautiful," she told me, "and there are women who work at being beautiful. I think you are one of the naturally beautiful women."
She was not trying to hit on me, she explained, she really just thought I was that beautiful with an "amazing body".
It was truly one of the best compliments I have ever gotten.
On my way home, I stopped at the local Yes Organic Market to get some SmartWater and chocolate. The checkout clerk was a lovely young woman whose name tag read Mel. After she had rung up my purchases, she looked at me and said, "I hope you don't think I'm being too forward, but... you have the most amazing, beautiful figure I have ever seen!"
My jaw dropped slightly and my brain took a second to process this. A complete stranger, a woman, not hitting on me, just told me I had a beautiful figure. I managed to gasp, "Thank you! Wow. Thank you so much, what a wonderful compliment!"
We chatted for a few minutes. I told her I was recovering from anorexia, and she praised and complimented me for my strength. She couldn't stop raving about how beautiful I looked. "There are women who are born naturally beautiful," she told me, "and there are women who work at being beautiful. I think you are one of the naturally beautiful women."
She was not trying to hit on me, she explained, she really just thought I was that beautiful with an "amazing body".
It was truly one of the best compliments I have ever gotten.