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Yes, we did the dread deed again. Darla and I went shopping. Jon had to stay home and try to get our cable internet whatever to get ready for the lines to go underground, as opposed to above. He actually didn’t mind missing the shopping. It tends to put me in a foul mood. Brave Darla.
But good news. Darla had seen a new store in St. Louis that specilized in not big girl sizes, but sizes in the medium range, but designed to favor women with curves. I often find myself too small for the plus size stores, but too curvaceous for the regular stores. I am one of many women that is sort of caught in the middle. Darla had seen a write up in the paper about the new store DAISY CLOVER. It’s located in the town of Old Orchard which I thought was Old Webster, but I was wrong. The store is located on Big Bend just past Webster University. I found more skirts and blouses that fit me in a shorter space of time than any trip to any mall in years. The owner, who’s name I’ve forgotten, sorry about that, was very nice, very knowledgeable. She explained the mystery of why some shirts are so thin they can’t be worn without another shirt under them. Darla and I had been wondering why shirts had gotten so thin. Some of them are not meant to be worn without a tank top under them. The nice lady owner was very patient in explaining the mysteries of the current fashion trends. Pink is very in this year, everywhere I go, but if it’s a color that suits your skin tone there are some great pieces at DAISY CLOVER. There are other non-pink items, because I bought quite a few. She had some nice jewel tones, true reds, deep blue, a rich burgundy-purple. If the layer clothing works for you, she had that in lots of jewel tones. She carries the jeans that Oprah likes best; news to me, but as Oprah is another one of the curvaceous and beautiful, it seemed like a promising sign that the store carried them. No, they didn’t fit me. Didn’t have my size. But they did have lots of other sizes. I think I just happen to be a common size. Nice to be in a store where I was the common size.
Sorry if this sounds like a commercial, but it was just nice to be in a clothing store where, whether I liked every piece of clothing in the store, or not, I could get into most of them. They had shirts where not only did I not have to get out the minimizer bra, but I needed the more busty version, so the neckline fit. Ah, heaven.