Family Trait

Apr 24, 2009 09:53

Yesterday I was obliged to buy a dress, to wear to a wedding today. I HATE buying clothes and am normally attired in combat trousers and a t-shirt, so the idea of buying a dress was rather traumatic. However, I saw a pretty maxi dress, with kimono sleeves, and it really caught my imagination. I tried it on. It was certainly sophisticated but maybe too much so for me... I turned to the (very young) assistant.

"Does this make me look a bit old?" I asked.

"NO!" she declared, "That dress in very fashionable right now, our manager has one herself... And she's THIRTY!".

The sad thing is, I wasn't reassured by knowing that my tastes were the same as a thirty year old woman's... I was depressed. Even though I'm fifty one. I bought it anyway.

Then last night my Mum rang me. She had been clothes shopping. I didn't have time to tell her about my own shopping trip (she wouldn't shut up long enough) but she told me this...

"I was in Marks, looking for a blouse, and I asked an assistant where they were. She pointed to some and then told me that I might be interested to know they had a section with clothes for more mature ladies. CHEEKY COW! More MATURE? Do I look as if I dress like an old lady?! I nearly walked out!"

My Mum is seventy three. I think I know where I get my attitude from.
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