the sales girl took one look at amy and said, "you. you're....thin. we're going to put you in THIS." then she held up a black corset top with ropes and tassels. it was dominatrix-meets-grandma's curtains. poor amy had to hold the wall while crazy-lady pulled the straps as tight as she could, a la scarlet o'hara.
then crazy-lady looked at me and said, "you look like a size ten." oh, the utter disgust in her voice! "we're going to put you in solid colors." but then she came back with a two-piece pastel, flower print number? i wanted to kill myself.
sales-weirdo went easier on nikki, although i think she may have gone a little pervy with the way she kept complimenting nikki's body.
anyway! sometimes i go shopping and i'll find something i really like, like this...
(Ali Ro Printed Dress w/ Beaded Shoulders via Bloomies. On sale!)
...and i'll think to myself, "i can't get this. i should wear solid colors."
luckily i'm older and wiser and much more comfy in my skin, so these thoughts never last long.
solid colors be damned!