1) Sweater colors at B.enetton. It was COLD in Charlotte Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I mean lows in the 30s, highs in the 50s, maybe nudging 60s (that would be warm in Pittsburgh (average) but in Charlotte it's supposed to be in the 70s this time of year and no where near 30) and I brought 2 jackets and not much to match either and no coats. Why? Because even though I obsessively checked the weather, I refused to believe it would be that cold. I work with meteorologists. I know how unreliable those forecasts are beyond day 3 and even day 3 can be shaky depending on a myriad of forces. They'll tell you themselves 7 and 10 day outlooks are a crap shoot. So I leapt out on faith and was forced to huddle in the house for a few mornings! Wednesday morning-- record low of 29!!!!! NOT FAIR!! It was warmer in Pittsburgh!!
Anyway. More excuses to shop. Except of course when you're in the market for just about anything, you can find NOTHING you like. I go into the aforementioned store. The sales associate asks if I'm looking for anything in particular. I love their skirts and pants but am not shaped like a board and am therefore unable to wear them. I think for a moment, then say, yes. I request a ROYAL blue or GRASS green scoop-neck cardigan. I told you I specialize in specificity. I know I have a tendency toward prolixity at times (told you I would use that Rashan!) but if you ask, I'll answer as concisely as possible when the situation allows.
Very specific and yet still simple enough for a child to understand, right? I think I've scored when she tells me she has a blue and a green cardigan and goes to the back to get them. Hurrah! Until she comes out with PERIWINKLE and ARMY CAMOFLAGE green cardigans. Wrong. I visibly draw back, offended. Can we review my request again? ROYAL blue and GRASS green. BRIGHT. You brought me two of the dullest colors in the blue/green family. I recommend for your firing or removal to a section of the CLOTHING STORE (the size of a closet) which does not require you to identify BASIC colors. It's not like I asked for chartreuse or true maroon, not to be confused with cranberry or H.arvey brick (last paragraph). I can't. *throws color wheel at her head*
2) Speaking of heads. Old heads. My line sister and I have had a moment. We celebrated 6 years of sorority membership this year. She's the advisor to the undergraduate chapter at Syracuse right? WHY did one of the girls introduce her saying, "This is Nichole, our advisor. She's old school, Spring '02." OLD SCHOOL!?!? Save that for the 90's! And early 90's at that because I used to chill with Spring '96. Okay I will let you classify her as an old head. Lol. But US?! We're 25! And when I told Shani she had the nerve to say, "Well... you are kind of old." *face* Neophytes.