i was trying on wedding dresses in one of those monolithic bridal shops in sandy springs last weekend, and was taken aback by the sheer volume of saleswomen. the process is so bizarre; all the dresses are roped off and you actually have to register with them to get back there, and you have to be escorted by a saleswoman, who then forcibly accompanies you into the fitting room. i, travelling commando on both counts, asked her politely to give me some privacy. she still kept popping in, and looked at me strangely when i had a dress on over my jeans. i had become convinced that if she saw my naked butt in her precious dresses, she would call the police. didn't get very far that day, but i've learned to travel with back-up underwear and bra for the next of these harrowing expeditions. anyone seen any good wedding dresses lately?
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chitin:
Graduated 2004, so I doubt we were there at the same time. Still, probably had some of the same teachers! Lessee... Did you ever have Mr. Cramer? Oooh! Or what about that crazy-ass bitch Ms. Nettles? Or Ms. Hoffman?
laceyglove:
Those are great!! Corny jokes always make me smile 