Bega

I got my hair done and was just strolling towards the taxi stand when the clothes hanging on those racks distracted me and lured me into the shop.

All I had to do was to just take a longer look at one item and examine it a little closer, and the chirpy salesgirl started fussing over me like some mother dressing up her little girl for a party. She zipped all over the store and picked out armloads of blouses and dresses for me to look at. Everytime I opened the dressing room door to come out to look at the blouse/skirt on me, she would be standing there with another set of clothes. Then she would stuff them in my face and ask me "Is this nice? What do you think of this? Try this lah! Try lah! Just try only! See how! See how!" , in her cheery-whiny voice. I must admit she is quite good at it cos I did not feel overwhelmed at all. Just felt very "helped". I did not have to walk around the store to pick out the nice stuff. She could tell, from the expression on my face when I tried on the first few items, what sort of taste I had and what styles suit my figure best. She also knew my size! Thereafter, all I did was just to step in and out of the dressing room. No need to browse!

She was good. The clothes somehow fit me like a glove (especially the skirts) and I finally picked out 3 blouses and 3 skirts. Don't want to talk about the cost but I managed to get the "member" card that would give me a 10% discount everytime next time. *blush*

That will be all for the month. Enough!!! *big smiles*