Day 66: The Number of the Really Small Beast?

I went retail shopping today. It was a complete disaster. I forget how much I hate it. It is so limited. The only thing for sale is the 'en trend' stuff. That doesn't allow for very much variation. Every store is the same, more or less. It is merely the quality of the fabric and the quality of the workmanship that differs. They only cater to one season. And it seems rarely to be the actual season you are in. I was shopping in over thirty degree heat for a summer dress and all the clothing was dark or fluro winter wear!. Then there is the size mafia to contend with. My theory: Brands impose a maximum size to their range because there is a conspiracy to keep their items off the backs of people they deem too chubby to represent their clothing. As a rare retail shopper I am not in-the-know as to what any given brand's top size will be and so have to do the fumble for a maximum size at the rack closest to the door of any given store in order to know whether there is any point venturing further in. This, and the mirrors, make retail a nightmare. I thought if I went retail I would find what I need. If I had gone op-shop or thrifting instead, I think in retrospect, my chances would have been equal, and my expectations lower, which would have led to better chances of being wow-ed and less disappointment if I wasn't. Wrong decision today. A lesson well learned.

List_Addict               Irene
We went out to breakfast locally this morning. B——, V——, D—— and me. If what happened at the end of the meal hadn't happened I would be happy to write down the name of the restaurant. The food was interesting, wholesome and delicious. The coffee was lovely. They needed blinds. That would have been my only criticism. But then they decided they needed our table and so they planted the next recipients hanging over our shoulders to wait for us to leave. It was really uncomfortable and almost like bullying. I don't know if it is enough to make me say the name for 'bad publicity', but it is enough for me not to say it because I don't want to give them any publicity. And I don't know if it is enough to make me not go back. I am a little long-memoried when it comes to what I see as bad service. We need to have a little time apart for me to work out how I really feel.

The Outfit Shirt: Op-shopped Shorts: Op-shopped and Altered Shoes: Swedish Hasbeens Photographer de Jour: Moi


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