Who do you think you are?
22/08/2012
A brief interlude from the ‘Clueless’ story – this is where I reveal how malleable I am. The jeans and the top are okay, I think. By the time I got home the spell had broken, and I teamed them with my sneakers and my retro jacket. I no longer looked like one of the girls out on the town, tottering around after one too many cocktails. I’d resisted buying the ankh, because although I’d tried it on to be a good sport, I remembered that I found them tacky. Anyway, I will be back with my Clueless story soon!
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LET ME BE FRANK 
“Yeah, I’m looking for some jeans. Of course.” – So fucken funny. Loved this whole story. “With a bunch of writers…”
Here’s how conversations at the hairdresser used to go for me,
Them: Soooo are you going out on the town to party with your new hair?
Me: no I’m just going home on the train
Them: what are you going to doooooo tonight?
Me: probably make craft.
Them: oh
Sales people are the devils work.
Did they have Butt Cam? At a store in Wellington they have installed one. You come out of the dressing room stand in a special spot where a video camera is trained on your arse, it then projects you denim clad cheeks onto a monitor, allowing you to get a ” real time” view of your booty in a pair of jeans. While deeply embarrassing it is strangely addictive.
Oh god, I so couldn’t deal with that! They did have a rear vision mirror though, which I tried not to look at too much (but of course I did!)
So funny – My favourite is “that colour makes your eyes pop” Why is that a complement – maybe if I was Betty Boop!
so much easy to buy a book and decide if it’s the right fit without someone hoovering and hovering over you to say you look great and ask you how your day has been when .. if only they knew but you wouldn’t and won’t say loved this Sarah
When they ask ‘how’s your day so far?’ I am always tempted to say “totally f$&@$!$, thanks” in a similarly bright and breezy fashion. I wrote a story about how much I hated shop talk once and got mauled for it. But oh, it was worth it.
I haven’t had the butt cam experience but when I last bought jeans I had two 16-year-old sales persons helping out. I gave one of them my opinion on one of the pairs, and when the other one came to see what was happening her mate shouted across the shop, ‘she says they make her bum look really huge’. Mortification doesn’t even begin to cover it (how I felt, that is, not my bum).
I have the body of a fourteen year old boy, regardless of how much dosh I splurge on jeans, but I’d take issue with having my mind taken along with my money! The experience did lead to a great comic though, and much entertainment for us readers!
Incidentally, I get the camp treatment too, as does a friend of mine – must investigate further, perhaps by wearing an assortment of disguises….