That Designer Touch
Mar. 13th, 2012 01:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rinueWent to the EnKa shop (the town's charity store, which is closed on Mondays, but Mom has the key) and tried on several high-waisted culottes in searing florals, hoping to wear them obnoxiously often and claim I was going on safari. Alas, none fit.
And they didn't fit in the same way, roughly confirming that they came from the same woman's closet. It occurred to me, as I moved from section to section, that I could guess which pieces were brought in at the same time by the same person - same size, same constellation of labels, checked against the date on the tag - and was able to reverse engineer the ex-closets of several townspeople. Which was mildly useful for piecing outfits together.
And they didn't fit in the same way, roughly confirming that they came from the same woman's closet. It occurred to me, as I moved from section to section, that I could guess which pieces were brought in at the same time by the same person - same size, same constellation of labels, checked against the date on the tag - and was able to reverse engineer the ex-closets of several townspeople. Which was mildly useful for piecing outfits together.
