Sunday, March 09, 2008
Whilst out and about the Lubbock megaflopilis this afternoon, I encountered the perfect dress to wear for Adrian and Brian's wedding in May. The clerk at the store will reserve the dress until such time that I return with profits from having stood long enough at the corner of Quaker and 82nd Street. I entered sans makeup and con neko hat, which I suppose accounts for why the sales associate looked at me like I was black as I pawed through $70.00+ skirts and blouses. Nevertheless, she did try to sell me on some off-white shoes, but my over-wide feet rejected them.
The photograph developing machine at CVS this evening proved itself recalcitrant, which translated to me spending an inordinate amount of time wandering the aisles as I awaited the successful processment of pictures dating back to last May. Jetzt muß ich Latein studieren.
Labels: crocheted hat, CVS, dress, feet, Harold's department store, Latin, Lubbock, photographs, shoes, shopping, wedding
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:50 PM]