It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single girl in possession
of her modest monthly allowance must be in want of the perfect themed party
outfit. This, I tell you, was my mindset as I calmly strolled through the mall
last Friday afternoon.
Calmly strolling through the mall is usually more of an oxymoron than a
reality for me, but for once in my life I was shopping for my outfit a whole
week in advance! Oddly enough, this wouldn’t be the only thing that was out of
character for me on that Friday.
So there I was, in the middle of the mall on a mission to find THE
outfit for my themed party that was a week away. The theme, you ask? Hooties
and Harleys. You know, like motorcycles, combat boots, denim jackets and leather. Oh no. Leather?
A slight surge of panic shot through my body. I can’t wear leather! So much
for my calm, cool, and collected shopping experience, I thought. I bolted
into Forever 21, my favorite go-to store for finding inexpensive items I’ll
only wear once.
I looked around and much to my surprise there seemed to be leather every
which way I turned. Leather shorts, leather pants, leather skirts. I grabbed a few pairs of shorts, the pants would be too
hot and I just don’t do the whole skirt thing.
I started to get frustrated in the dressing room. I had grabbed at least
six different kinds of shorts and they were either too big, too small, too
bunchy, or too something that I just didn’t like!
I asked the sales associate if there were any other options. She offered to go look. When she came back and
presented me with two leather skirts. I never
wore skirts. They usually made me look even shorter than I am and feel
frumpy. All I could think was NO, NO, NO!
But all I could say was, yes, yes,
yes?
I hesitantly took the skirts from her and shut the dressing room door
behind me. I tried the first one on, HORRIBLE. I grabbed the second one,
completely annoyed at this point, and put it on. Huh, the second one wasn’t so bad…
In fact, it fit me a lot better and was a lot cuter than any of the
shorts I had tried on. But it was leather,
and even worse, it was a skirt!
When the sales associate came back to check on me I showed her the
second skirt. She freaked, “Oh my gosh
that’s way cuter! You have to get it!” As terrified as I was, I knew she
was right. I had to say yes.
And today’s the day, the day that I will unveil the ever-intimidating
leather skirt! I still can’t believe I actually bought it and what’s even
harder to believe is that I’m actually going to wear it!
Although it’s hard to believe that any article of clothing, much less a
leather skirt for a themed party, is going to lead me any closer to finding my
chi, but who knows! At least I’m trying something new. Here’s to hoping that I don’t
rip it, wish me luck!
The skirt and I survived! |
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