“There are so many lovely options for girls your age but there are no nice clothes anywhere for women my age.”
As a young girl I can remember my mother saying this to me frequently when we went shopping. We went shopping a lot. It’s how we bonded. We would go searching through the various shops trying to find bargains, then for a little while we would separate and try to find treasures in stores that were our personal favourites. After, we would meet up for lunch and I would tell her about the many things I saw that I wanted to buy. My mother however, would usually quietly say that she didn’t particularly find anything she liked for herself. I remember not thinking about it too much or sometimes I’d wonder to myself if she was being a little too picky.
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