I’ve done very little actual clothes shopping over the recent years that needed ‘trying on’ so imagine my surprise last week at being shown to a unisex change room large enough to hold a dance in.
‘There’s only me’ I said.
‘They’re all like this’ the assistant said.
Certainly looked like a ‘cradle to the grave’ family sized one.
With grab (support) rails on the walls plus plenty of space to manoeuvre a wheel chair…. or pram/pusher and floor space for children to play/wait/run around in…it seems one size fits all these days
Then of course there was the dreaded all seeing- all knowing three sided corner mirror, guaranteed to put you down in the dumps before you’ve even shut the door.
And gone are the days of quick decisions- three hooks on the wall – don’t you love it when traders give you choices – yes, no and maybe. Maybe what….different colour- lose a little weight – I’ll think about it while I’m waiting in line to pay?
Question of the week!
Are you as confused as I am
trying to work out where I was standing to take the mirror shot 😊😊.
(flowers look strange but are covering a very visible- ghastly looking cold sore
that I’d rather you didn’t see…I wore a mask in the store..but even so)
And (sorry fellas, this is for the ladies) a handy wall chart to peruse while you’re standing there half naked wondering ‘why doesn’t this fit properly’
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Should be back on Monday – hopefully will see you then!
Still Waters 