My mom graciously took me clothes shopping today.
I tried on maybe six or seven black dresses, and one of them was just right — not only does it fit, not only does it have a decent neckline and hem length, but its construction and style are actually flattering on me.
We also found a really cute dress with a wrap neckline — one of those with a geometric pattern and contrast print band at the waist. I generally don’t like those kind of patterns and prints — there’s always something wrong with them for my taste. But I like this one a lot. It just needs the pockets removed (they stick out) and maybe some tweaking of the back darts and neckline.
Alas, the shirt in the fabric I absolutely loved (a tan with a small cream vine print with occasional tiny red flowers) didn’t fit nicely.
But we found two other shirts that fit well.
And a skirt! A wonderful brown and light brown / grey paisley print. I have no idea what I can wear with it, but it was worth getting anyway — I’ll find (or make) something to go with it.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, little voices are whispering:
Is it really okay for me to let my mother buy so much for me, especially since I so rarely buy anything for myself? It’s not like I’m taking advantage — if I really need something I’ll buy it myself. I think. And half the stuff was buy one get one free, plus a twenty percent discount on everything.
Is it really okay to get anything at a regular store, as opposed to some organic fair trade artsy store, or a thrift store? Most of the time if I have to shop for clothes I’ll go to the thrift store first.