Worse Than I Thought

Ug. Shopping.
So I spend three hours,
on what?
A lousy skirt.

Oh. And a swimsuit.
That's why it's worse than imagined.
Why must swimsuits be on sale in March?!?
When extra Christmas cookies are still lingering?
Sick b*stards.
Anyway, I bought a coral and brown tankini.
I think I'm liking all the turquoise out there right now too.
Has a south western feel . . .

The other women in the fitting rooms
sounded quite chipper. Chattering about accessories
and heels.
Their hair! I'm having 80s flashbacks; sure it's shorter,
but the styling products, time, and energy
that must go into those dos!
All of the rings, necklaces, ear fixtures too--bling galore.
I'm so far out of the loop. Fresh and simple is my style.
Wonder what I would be like with a complete makeover?
I've seen some other professors and instructors
who could really use one . . . eee. I'd rather not
linger at the mirror here.