Re: New here, and a quick question/clothing angst

[Guest guest]

Ah the horror of shopping for clothes or almost anything with the nada. My nada

decided

that I should have a nice dress watch for my high school graduation. That is

what her

parents bought her so she was trying to start a tradition or something.

We go shopping for the watch and put watches on hold till close of business at

about three

jewelers. I have my choices narrowed down and then we go to Kay jewelers in the

mall and

i see the one I love. It is half the price of the most expensive one that we

have on hold and

I like it better anyway. I tell my mom we do not have to go back anywhere else,

this is the

one. A beautiful brushed yellow gold Citizen with a champagne face (no numbers

just a

small mark where the 12 should be). Not to dainty for my tomboy ways but

pretty.

NO. says nada. " I don't like it. "

I say well it's not for you it's for me and this is the one that I like.

" well you will have to pick another one, that no numbers thing is just ugly,

watches should

have numbers "

I say " I let you pick what kind of gift I get for my graduation, if you aren't

going to let me

get the one I like then why did you bother to take me with you at all? "

The rest that ensues is screaming cursing and my telling her she can shove her

" gift " up

her a$$. This continues all the way home and spills into the house where my

father is at

his wits end. Screaming at us to knock it off he wants to know what the f#@% is

the

problem. Nada points at me and says " ask her " I tell dad what happened and he

tells nada

to give him the money. He hands it to me and says get whatever you want.

xoxoCarla

[Guest guest]

With me, it wasn't so much shopping for clothes because my mother didn't bother

with that

for the most part (my dad took care of it). However, the one situation that I

remember well

was that she was the one who controlled which glasses I got, since she was the

one with eye

care insurance. The first pair were these HUGE thick brown frames, nothing

subtle about

them, which she got for me when I was in junior high and already self-conscious.

I was so

embarrassed by them that I never wore them if avoidable. Plus my father was no

help

because he accused me of being vain for wanting new ones.

Right now I have to wear my glasses for a month because of a lingering eye

infection and it

just bugs me (don't worry, I have new frames!). I hate glasses and I think I

have my mother

to thank for that one!

is

[Guest guest]

I had a similar experience. Kids in my high school called me " The Fly "

because my glasses were so huge and ugly--and I had no choice but to

wear them, because I was practically blind. I sometimes wonder if my

nada got a perverse pleasure out of being the pretty one (she had

perfect vision)--flanked by two ugly duckling daughters. (my sister

had ugly glasses, too)

It's taken years, but I really like glasses now. There are lots of fun

frames to choose from. It's something I splurge on now & then when I

have a little extra money.

>

> With me, it wasn't so much shopping for clothes because my mother

didn't bother with that

> for the most part (my dad took care of it). However, the one

situation that I remember well

> was that she was the one who controlled which glasses I got, since

she was the one with eye

> care insurance. The first pair were these HUGE thick brown frames,

nothing subtle about

> them, which she got for me when I was in junior high and already

self-conscious. I was so

> embarrassed by them that I never wore them if avoidable. Plus my

father was no help

> because he accused me of being vain for wanting new ones.

>

> Right now I have to wear my glasses for a month because of a

lingering eye infection and it

> just bugs me (don't worry, I have new frames!). I hate glasses and

I think I have my mother

> to thank for that one!

>

> is

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