Fun with the shop assistant in the changing room
We were shopping for a dress. I am relatively unusual for a girl; I hate dress shopping. I normally hit my go to shops and see if anything takes my fancy – as I tend to spend more time undressed than dressed it doesn’t feel too important. This time I needed a specific dress and my usual haunts were not working and I was getting tired and frustrated. I could tell Andy was too. So why was I putting myself through this pain? A few weeks prior, we had been enjoying a quiet day at home, I was pottering around … Read more