This weekend I went shopping for new clothes with a dear friend of mine, Angie of recent "Malarial Outbreak 2011" fame. Angie has known me a long time, and in the course of our friendship I have asked her on several occasions to shop with me when I need new clothes. Because I am frightfully cheap and sometimes need someone to talk me IN to purchasing things. Ludicrous, I know.
She ended up helping me wrangle a healthy chunk of change into submission on a shitload of awesomeness. I've spent all week wearing the work-appropriate garb that we picked up, and I have loved all of it. I have one blouse/slacks combo that hasn't been worn yet, just waiting to my pants to be hemmed, but she got me some really excellent stuff.
If I were a better photographer, or someone who wasn't complete lazy when it comes to taking pictures, I would have pictures of all these fabulous outfits. But I'm not neither of those things, so you are left with the following verbal description of our plunder: 1 fitted short jacket, 1 pair black pants, 2 pairs grey pants, 2 pairs khakis, 4 blouses, 2 sweater, 1 sweater dress, 1 pair of suede flat knee-high boots (kids size 4, holla for having doll-size feet!), and some hosiery.
My favorite parts about shopping with Angie are as follows:
- She's a great person to spend an afternoon with, and a glass of wine/beer.
- She has a great eye, and a great sense of style. She's putting this sweater together with that belt, and calculating how many layering tanks you'll need to make this sweater work. She can also talk me into tailoring, which is kind of a feat in itself.
- She's incredibly frugal, which is the only reason why I trust her to really encourage purchases she knows that I might balk at price-wise but will appreciate in the long run. She dresses like an East Coast woman on a trailer park woman's budget!
I hope that somehow she gets to make this gift she has into something she could do for a living. If any woman could acquire a small nest of egg of clothes buying money (and really, it doesn't take a fortune when you know where to look) Angie could help you spend it and walk away with no buyers remorse.
Hit me up if you're interested in seeing what Miss Angie can do for you, and be prepared to try on lots of clothes. She doesn't put up with anyone saying their tired while trying on their 3rd top. Trust me, I know.
1 comment:
Everything sounded great until....da da da dummmm...trying it on in the store! Does she not realize at any moment a stray child,confused huband or FIRE ALARM could breakin on our moment of undress. I don't know the official term for this senseless fear but there should be a medical term with a diagnostic number assigned to it so a person could seek insurance benefits for therapy. I know this debilitating affliction and have to buy the item take it home and try it on and if it doesn't fit it usually dies a long and painful death on the floor of my closet. But I'm glad this horrible mind gripper has missed a generation and you do not have it. Hahaha love the story.
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