It’s casual, but still screams “socialite” so my façade is firmly in place as far as clothes are concerned. I make a protest against it all by walking to the shopping mall instead of calling a cab, but I can always explain that away by pointing out my support of green initiatives over the years if I’m questioned. It’s a short walk, but I relish the extra minutes to gear myself up for pretending I care so much about the newest dress, or designer jeans. I could look at handbags and shoes all day, just not dresses and other pieces of clothing. While I like to look good, I don’t believe I need to spend thousands of dollars to do that. I’ve found gorgeous pieces at discount stores that I’ve paired with designer things, and no one but me knows the difference. I also like to shop in peace, looking through racks myself, but that’s never an option at the places I have to be seen in. I don’t mean to complain about my life, because I am very lucky in some respects, but I’m also very unlucky in others.
