Style Critics - They're Everywhere

Point 1:
At Sobeys tonight buying inane things like grapes and gluten free muffins and my newest morning obsession - International Delight coffee cream in some mocha-nut-amazing-chocolate-something flavour.

Point 2:
In an attempt to steer away from by normal Angelina Jolie-esque black ensembles, I've branched out this 'season' and have been convinced by the girls at Espy and the trending 80's comeback to wear color.

Lots of color. All at once. Like grade 8 (think Far West jackets)

Color blocking they call it. Well I've taken the first step and am wearing color. But just one or two at a time.

Tonight in my travels, I decided on the coral silk sleeveless with coral flowers along one shoulder and with a tie around the waist. Very mature and modest, but with a punch of personality.

(let's get back to Sobeys here)

I walk up to the cash and the sweet 17ish cashier says "your shirt is very bright".

I chuckled at her lack of couth and asked if that was good or bad.

"I don't know" she half said half giggled "I was just standing here half asleep and looked up and saw you and was like whoa thats a bright shirt".

Fair enough I thought, shes entitled to her own thoughts, but maybe she should just keep them as that. Just thoughts.

15 seconds later a woman joined the line up and said "thats a very pretty shirt you're wearing"

I graciously thanked her (does the fact that I said I was gracious negate said graciousness?) and looked at the cashier.

She looked at me with a little grin and said "I guess its good then".

Such a funny little exchange within a 45 second period.

My thought as she was ringing my order through was - thats another reason I'm entirely devastated that I likely won't have children. They're going to become teenagers and get a job at Sobeys and say stupid things to people who will go home and blog about them.

And the underlying truth of that statement is that they'd be exactly like their mother.