Evil Evil Mall
Sep. 23rd, 2005 02:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bethlakshmiOK, so in a fit of "I feel great about my body" energy, I decided to go out on a Denim Quest at lunch. This week was a bad pants week - I detroyed two pairs of favorite-pants, and so need to hop on getting at least two more, preferably fun-pants, not work-pants - I seem to have plenty of work clothes and not enough cool clothes.
So... I find this store in the Chestnut Hill Area - Anthropologie. Online it has nice looking jeans, like the ones I got in L.A. and destroyed 6 months ago. Vowing that Cute Pants Will Be MINE! I jump in the car and head down...
... only to realize I'm not so certain if it's in the Atrium Mall or the Chestnut Hill Mall. I drive from one to the other before I give up and go into Chestnut, only to find that the right pick was Atrium. OK... I finally park (stupid, stupid parking weenies!!!) and get a pile of things that might work. The store is dauntily small in the sizes, but I've come all this way... (stupid again - didn't check sizes online). Nope, nothing fits. I find (wonder of wonders) a nice, smart sales lady who says I'm out of luck, but that the catalogue does stock bigger sizes.
I quickly browse every other woman's store in the Atrium. They are either preppy or for tiny people. I stop being afraid of sales ladies, and just plod up, state my size, get a head shake and walk out. Grrr...
Giving up, consoling myself with the idea that I will be a Svelter Goddess soon, I head to Pho Ha for a salad and maybe a spring roll. I get seated, read the menu.... and simply can't concentrate. There is a bevy of screaming and squealing small children and far too few moms. The high pitches are reverberating off the shiny mall surfaces. I wait it out... surely they will move on... after about 7 minutes of mall + kids, I'm done. I want to scream. I just get up and leave. Should have apologized to Pho Ha.
So - nothing, nothing at all was accomplished by that. ARGH.
Finally got a nice wasabi salmon and veggies at Skipjack's. More pricey than I wanted, but it kept me from loosing it.
So... I find this store in the Chestnut Hill Area - Anthropologie. Online it has nice looking jeans, like the ones I got in L.A. and destroyed 6 months ago. Vowing that Cute Pants Will Be MINE! I jump in the car and head down...
... only to realize I'm not so certain if it's in the Atrium Mall or the Chestnut Hill Mall. I drive from one to the other before I give up and go into Chestnut, only to find that the right pick was Atrium. OK... I finally park (stupid, stupid parking weenies!!!) and get a pile of things that might work. The store is dauntily small in the sizes, but I've come all this way... (stupid again - didn't check sizes online). Nope, nothing fits. I find (wonder of wonders) a nice, smart sales lady who says I'm out of luck, but that the catalogue does stock bigger sizes.
I quickly browse every other woman's store in the Atrium. They are either preppy or for tiny people. I stop being afraid of sales ladies, and just plod up, state my size, get a head shake and walk out. Grrr...
Giving up, consoling myself with the idea that I will be a Svelter Goddess soon, I head to Pho Ha for a salad and maybe a spring roll. I get seated, read the menu.... and simply can't concentrate. There is a bevy of screaming and squealing small children and far too few moms. The high pitches are reverberating off the shiny mall surfaces. I wait it out... surely they will move on... after about 7 minutes of mall + kids, I'm done. I want to scream. I just get up and leave. Should have apologized to Pho Ha.
So - nothing, nothing at all was accomplished by that. ARGH.
Finally got a nice wasabi salmon and veggies at Skipjack's. More pricey than I wanted, but it kept me from loosing it.
