Shortly after my wife and I moved here to Baltimore, we were at one of the local malls and I noticed that the Nordstrom Rack store, shockingly, carried a small selection of women's shoes in sizes that might actually fit me--14 and 15. We didn't really have time for me to browse right then, but I figured I'd have to make a field trip at some point to explore a bit more.
So this morning, with nothing else in particular to do, I got up earlyish to beat the crowds and headed out.
Predictably, despite a mostly empty shoe department, I lost my nerve. Did a little mallwalking and people-watching, then headed home. Oh well.
As fate would have it, what did I see on my drive home through downtown but a fellow CD, having an out-and-about day. Didn't look like she was going for the passable look--sort of a mannish walk and a beard shadow I could see from my car at 30 MPH--but it did look like she was having a lovely time mingling with the crowds.
Just what I needed to hammer home what a big fat chicken I am.