Friday, October 12, 2012
Quit judging incorrectly, young'uns!
So then I get to the Marshall's register, and the teenaged girl working it says to me perkily when she sees the shirt: "You must be a Longhorn Mom!" What?! No sense at all of my mild aspiration to have "the right shirt for the right occasion" and the fact that being able to buy something frivolous makes me feel GREAT after years of shopping deprivation?
Flashed me RIGHT back to the Levi's store in Manhattan circa 2008, where THAT perky, teenaged salesgirl said to me: "I wish MY mom looked as good in those jeans as you do!"
It doesn't matter that I don't have any kids. That unknown fact stops no judging process by young folk! I'm 47! And I LOOK LIKE SOMEBODY'S MOTHER! Aarrrrrrrrrrrrgghhhhh! ;p Awaiting the inevitable: "You look like a Hot Longhorn Granny in that outfit!"