December 11, 2002

A changeroom to go please.

Most people I know when confronted with the decision of buying a pair of pants that they cannot readily try on will either spend the better part of the next hour ogling at themselves in a mirror, while trying to imagine what the pants may look like or just walk away pants in hand hoping that they have made the right choice and won't need to return. My mother on the other hand will button up her long cloak, strip down to her panties, put new pants on and strut over to the nearest mirror to have a proper gander. I am not sure if I should crawl up into a ball and hide at these moments or stand there beaming with pride.

Posted by munin at December 11, 2002 06:54 PM
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