Daughters wedding last year in Oz and we went shopping for a dress. I'm not at all a dress person and was fed up with all the ladies at work going on and on about what I should get and how expensive it could be. They couldn't believe I was going to wait for the week before and buy in Oz. I thought surely that was sensible as the clothes would suit the heat but hey ho.
When we went it was always going to be an in and out job, not ages choosing and thankfully my daughter shops same way! My d let slip to keen sales lady that I was MOB shopping and she literally rubbed her hands in glee, I immediately got on the back foot and muttered to my girl that I will not be told what to wear by her to which she replied, I can see that mum!
I felt really pleased when I saw one that was fine, did all the right things with little light jacket to cover wings. Job done, decent price but could and has been used over here since.
Never forget ladies face when she came into changing room with armfuls of mumsy outfits as I came out saying I'll have this one please! She really thought she had me and my money for the afternoon.
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That's incredible!
