remember me? i'm sure you do.
you see, i innocently walked into that little closet-esque space that anthropologie has to check out some of the stuff that they had on sale. i couldn't find the dresses and finally did. i really don't go to anthropologie a lot in person since it's not really that convenient.
so, i finally find the dresses and all that and i'm grabbing stuff that i think is cute and you walk in. i didn't expect anything, but i'll admit i started to pick up stuff a bit quicker (don't try to take my stuff when i'm shopping, it won't be pretty on your end)...
AND THEN YOU JUST STARTED UNDRESSING.
LIKE, UM...HELLO?! DID YOU NOT SEE ME STANDING THERE?!
I DID NOT NEED TO SEE THAT.
and it's not even like you tried on one thing. YOU TRIED ON MULTIPLE THINGS. AND THERE I AM. TRAPPED IN THIS QUASI CLOSET, TRYING TO HIDE IN THE SALE RACK.
you may have been in a rush, but i'm not sure if you heard of a concept called a "FITTING ROOM". they're also called "DRESSING ROOMS" ... where guess what?! you go in a little stall, LOCK IT for PRIVACY, and try on clothes. WHAT A CONCEPT!
i've had weird things happen to me while shopping before, however...never something like this. and i know it's not really as big of a deal as i'm making it sound to be, but still. i didn't need to see that.
at least i ordered this online last week...so at least you didn't totally ruin anthropologie for me...
stamp art dress
but..um, i think i'm going to stick to ordering online for now on. THANKS.
ps: you may have not seen me the first time around, BUT YOU TOTALLY SAW ME and continued to try on your clothes. THANKS AGAIN.