One of the unexpected pleasures of law school has been my introduction to the world of girlfriends.
Due to my immersion in engineering during my young adult years, I sort of skipped the whole adult girlfriend thing. I have a few very close female friends, but for the most part my larger social group has been male. They are great friends, but they are not good shoppers, hair consultants, or makeup consultants. That was okay for me while I was in engineering. I have a defective shopping gene and don't get the joy of crowding into an overpriced retail establishment to purchase a carefully corporate-created image so I can feel individual.
However, approximately half of my section is female, and I've made some very good friends. My friends are very stylish; I am not. Early on, I explained my fear of shopping to them.
"Oh," my friend D. said, "you just don't know how to shop."
That startled me. I had no idea there was a correct method to shopping.
"I think," B. pondered, " that we have to do an intervention before you're permanently harmed by all those years in engineering."
D. nodded her agreement.
That's how we ended up in Macy's and Anthropologie on Thursday afternoon. And, to my great surprise, I had a lot of fun. I ended up with some sassy black pumps and a snazzy red cashmere sweater. Our conversation about law school, when it even came up, was strictly limited to cheery gossip about the complicated social life that swirls around the school. We bought ice cream and then window-shopped. We discussed clothing, hair coloring, and B.'s boyfriend. We wandered into Sephora to poke around the makeup bins. It was an altogether delightful afternoon.
The things one learns in law school!
Saturday, February 14, 2004
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Yeah, who'da thunk? I'm so proud of you, T! Pretty soon you'll discover just how HEALING shopping can be. It's better than chocolate.
Well, okay, it's better than chocolate, but it's nothing to sneeze at when you're down in the dumps and you're sick to your soul of eating chocolates. You can burn calories when you shop.
The typo queen strikes again. Sheesh.
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