Marybeth_1966
12-27-2010, 01:24 AM
I do love shopping for myself as well as for my wife. I am married to a woman that hates to shop and whose wardrobe is built mostly from gifts from me. I'm not sure how this came to be? Maybe I was so accommodating or she just liked that I had a strong fashion sense and knew what looked good on her.
Last weekend I was doing some Christmas shopping and found a really pretty black jumper or what some call a pedifore. Basically, a sheath dress that you would wear a blouse under. This style is not my wife's. She likes more hippy like clothing than preppy wear. It was for me! I love professional wear. The jumper was a very pretty black fabric, lined with a simple and modest neckline that would be too conservative for my wife--I had already purchased her two jackets that I know that she would love.
So, I was checking out and who comes up behind me but one of her friends from the neighborhood. This woman has a very strong sense of style and likes to wear 60's theme clothing that I find so appealing! She looks like a blonde agent 99 or a starlet from mad men and has such a very pretty style. I often envy what she wears to parties as the type of things that I would like to wear. She is also so approachable that I often wanted to tell her about my own persona but remained enough sense to not have that conversation.
So up comes Liz behind me in the checkout line of a department store--I am holding a pretty black jumper in my size-two dress sizes larger than my pretty wife and a white silk blouse to wear under it. To make matters worse, she is with her 14 year old daughter. She almost seems hesitant to talk to me at first--maybe it was that I appeared uncomfortable. She then complements me on my selection and says that she also looked at the jumper but has one similar--including the blouse. She then adds that, just as a good friend, she was not sure that the outfit would be my wife's style--maybe too conservative. I am beat read trying to hid the tag and the size but realize that she probably also knows that the jumper is probably too big for my wife. I make up some excuse that I had been shopping for hours and found a 2 coats for my wife that I quickly show to her--already purchased--to establish size. She offers to help me shop for my wife but all I want to do is pay for my--yes--my jumper and run. I tell her I am worn out and will bag this outfit and then look into my wife's closet for more ideas. I thought about putting the jumper back with the blouse and thanking her for her advice but I so wanted that jumper! It was my xmas present. I'm pretty sure that she saw the size--tag or when they hung it on the pole to bag and realized that it was not my wife's size. I actually felt a thrill that she saw and complemented me on the outfit that I bought--her approval--that was also acknowledged by the SA. If she was not with her daughter, I would have made a joke that it was not for my wife but me. I would have liked to see where that conversation would have gone. With my jumper bagged I left and thought that I will have to clue in my bride who knows about my fascination with fashion. I left her and went to the shoe department and saw her over my shoulder as I was examining the most wonderful knee high suede boots with a 3 inch heal--taller than my wife would have every worn. Do you think she knew? I was so nervous--more than I should have been. I was shaking like leaf! I think I was trying to give her clues subconsciously. I do love my jumper and new blouse--I think my neighbor would approve is she saw the outfit on me!
Happy Holidays Shopping to all! Hope you don’t mind me relaying my experience!
Last weekend I was doing some Christmas shopping and found a really pretty black jumper or what some call a pedifore. Basically, a sheath dress that you would wear a blouse under. This style is not my wife's. She likes more hippy like clothing than preppy wear. It was for me! I love professional wear. The jumper was a very pretty black fabric, lined with a simple and modest neckline that would be too conservative for my wife--I had already purchased her two jackets that I know that she would love.
So, I was checking out and who comes up behind me but one of her friends from the neighborhood. This woman has a very strong sense of style and likes to wear 60's theme clothing that I find so appealing! She looks like a blonde agent 99 or a starlet from mad men and has such a very pretty style. I often envy what she wears to parties as the type of things that I would like to wear. She is also so approachable that I often wanted to tell her about my own persona but remained enough sense to not have that conversation.
So up comes Liz behind me in the checkout line of a department store--I am holding a pretty black jumper in my size-two dress sizes larger than my pretty wife and a white silk blouse to wear under it. To make matters worse, she is with her 14 year old daughter. She almost seems hesitant to talk to me at first--maybe it was that I appeared uncomfortable. She then complements me on my selection and says that she also looked at the jumper but has one similar--including the blouse. She then adds that, just as a good friend, she was not sure that the outfit would be my wife's style--maybe too conservative. I am beat read trying to hid the tag and the size but realize that she probably also knows that the jumper is probably too big for my wife. I make up some excuse that I had been shopping for hours and found a 2 coats for my wife that I quickly show to her--already purchased--to establish size. She offers to help me shop for my wife but all I want to do is pay for my--yes--my jumper and run. I tell her I am worn out and will bag this outfit and then look into my wife's closet for more ideas. I thought about putting the jumper back with the blouse and thanking her for her advice but I so wanted that jumper! It was my xmas present. I'm pretty sure that she saw the size--tag or when they hung it on the pole to bag and realized that it was not my wife's size. I actually felt a thrill that she saw and complemented me on the outfit that I bought--her approval--that was also acknowledged by the SA. If she was not with her daughter, I would have made a joke that it was not for my wife but me. I would have liked to see where that conversation would have gone. With my jumper bagged I left and thought that I will have to clue in my bride who knows about my fascination with fashion. I left her and went to the shoe department and saw her over my shoulder as I was examining the most wonderful knee high suede boots with a 3 inch heal--taller than my wife would have every worn. Do you think she knew? I was so nervous--more than I should have been. I was shaking like leaf! I think I was trying to give her clues subconsciously. I do love my jumper and new blouse--I think my neighbor would approve is she saw the outfit on me!
Happy Holidays Shopping to all! Hope you don’t mind me relaying my experience!