the Mediums & I go to H&M
I needed an interview outfit. No, I don't have an interview, but I decided that if I act like I have an interview coming up, I might get one. This is the sort of thing I believe some days. When I was a kid shooting hoops alone in the driveway, I'd say in my head, "If I make this shot, so & so likes me," or "If I make this shot, we'll have pizza for dinner tonight." It was like my own version of PIG or HORSE. I can't remember if my basketball skills ever paid off in the way of boys or dinner, but I guess the thinking has become a habit of sorts. Like prayer.
So, I went to the mall, which generally makes me feel cheap and a bit icky. In the parking lot, a Cooper's Hawk flew from the blacktop to the lamppost and I wondered if anyone else had noticed it. I passed jewelry counters and kiosks. I made a wrong turn and came back down the hall passing a kiosk for a second time, and when the guy holding a bottle of lotion said, "Ah, you came back!" I laughed, rolled my eyes, and said, curtly, "no." It was something that maybe I had seen on TV once? I'm not sure, but it happened quite fast. It was as if somebody had taken over my face for a minute. After it happened, I starting laughing (by myself in the mall).
H&M understands that people who don't have jobs can't spend a lot of money on interview clothes, so that's where I was headed. I'm surprised H&M isn't more well-known in Madison. A lady once asked me where I got my leggings, and I told her "H&M" and she asked if that was the store that was made after Madonna? I said I didn't think so... A store made after Madonna? It was confusing to me. Anyway, at the store, there were no mediums to be found on the racks. Apparently, only medium-sized ladies know about H&M (the lady asking about Madonna was definitely a small). Their sizes tend to run a little bigger though, and flowy and over-sized are in style, so I got smalls to work for me. I got an interview outfit, two, actually, then looked for some shoes and came to a starting/sad realization: I really like shoes.
People are always making jokes about women's shoe collections and, quite frankly, I'm not sure how anyone can wear so many pairs of shoes. Throughout my life, I've had 5 pairs of shoes or less at a time, and I wear them until they are unwearable. I'm also stuck on the price-tags of my childhood and refuse to buy shoes that are more than $40 (with the exception of Born shoes, because they last forever), which means a lot of shopping around on clearance racks and online for the best price on exactly what I'm looking for. (I can't believe I'm even talking this much about shoes right now.)
Anyway, turns out, if I had lots of money, I'd probably own more shoes. Not a ridiculous amount of shoes, but maybe I'd buy two pairs of shoes each year. Great shoes. Like these:
My desire to own more shoes, heeled and lovely, adds to the cheapening-feeling I get at the mall. Of course I want to own shoes while I'm there: that's what they want me to think. So, I left the mall with a bag of interview clothes and a sick feeling of want in the pit of my stomach. Want tastes like bile.
So, I went to the mall, which generally makes me feel cheap and a bit icky. In the parking lot, a Cooper's Hawk flew from the blacktop to the lamppost and I wondered if anyone else had noticed it. I passed jewelry counters and kiosks. I made a wrong turn and came back down the hall passing a kiosk for a second time, and when the guy holding a bottle of lotion said, "Ah, you came back!" I laughed, rolled my eyes, and said, curtly, "no." It was something that maybe I had seen on TV once? I'm not sure, but it happened quite fast. It was as if somebody had taken over my face for a minute. After it happened, I starting laughing (by myself in the mall).
H&M understands that people who don't have jobs can't spend a lot of money on interview clothes, so that's where I was headed. I'm surprised H&M isn't more well-known in Madison. A lady once asked me where I got my leggings, and I told her "H&M" and she asked if that was the store that was made after Madonna? I said I didn't think so... A store made after Madonna? It was confusing to me. Anyway, at the store, there were no mediums to be found on the racks. Apparently, only medium-sized ladies know about H&M (the lady asking about Madonna was definitely a small). Their sizes tend to run a little bigger though, and flowy and over-sized are in style, so I got smalls to work for me. I got an interview outfit, two, actually, then looked for some shoes and came to a starting/sad realization: I really like shoes.
People are always making jokes about women's shoe collections and, quite frankly, I'm not sure how anyone can wear so many pairs of shoes. Throughout my life, I've had 5 pairs of shoes or less at a time, and I wear them until they are unwearable. I'm also stuck on the price-tags of my childhood and refuse to buy shoes that are more than $40 (with the exception of Born shoes, because they last forever), which means a lot of shopping around on clearance racks and online for the best price on exactly what I'm looking for. (I can't believe I'm even talking this much about shoes right now.)
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My desire to own more shoes, heeled and lovely, adds to the cheapening-feeling I get at the mall. Of course I want to own shoes while I'm there: that's what they want me to think. So, I left the mall with a bag of interview clothes and a sick feeling of want in the pit of my stomach. Want tastes like bile.
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