I don’t enjoy Christmas shopping but thought it might be more bearable dressed, and it was. I wandered round Chesterfield buying various gifts and looking for inspiration. No adverse reactions just normal interactions.
I have been out many times general shopping and would like to say to those here that are contemplating stepping out of the door that this is a great time to do so. People are generally focused on their own business, but during the last few days before Christmas that is magnified to the power of ten.
There was one strange moment, which most likely was just in my head. I approached an SA on the Chanel counter at Boots, as I couldn’t spot the Coco Mademoiselle body lotion that my sister loves, and for a micro second I thought I saw a “ghost” in her eye. No physical tell, flicker or wince but I felt she saw right through me. We spent a pleasant, absolutely normal, few minutes whilst I paid and she wrapped the present but the crazy bit is that I wanted to apologise for being rubbish ( I tend to muddle through dressing and make up). If I was more chatty and gregarious like Teresa I might have struck up a conversation. Alternatively she may just have thought another example of below par make up application.
