Yesterday Tetsu and I went to a movie (Japanese) and then did a little shopping. I dislike shopping. I especially dislike shopping in Japan.
This is a little embarrassing to admit but in Japan I am made aware of my body and the "flaws" here and there. Maybe it is sort of an inferiority complex. Actually, the only time I ever really sweat is when I go into a Japanese dressing room. Sometimes I wonder whether the American department stores have rigged up trick mirrors so that women trying on clothes look slenderer. In Japan, all I see is flab and width. And wrinkles. It doesn't help that everything I try on has to be in extra large.
Japanese women (Asian women) are petit. Some lady can be carrying a two year old, pushing a stroller with a baby, with a grade school child trailing behind her and yet the mother looks like she just graduated from jr. high. No waist. No hips. No busom. Even my friends with grandchildren have zero flab.
Yesterday was a disaster of disasters because I was trying on "foundation garments". This is a great way to ruin my day. The sales lady "helping", kept up a running conversation with me through the curtains but I was muttering and laughing and sweating so much I finally just said, "You decide." It didn't help to have Tetsu wandering around the fringes of the lingerie section saying
"I am out of here! I can't stand around a ladies' section like this!"
Tetsu blushes even walking by the women's department.
Well, I bought what I needed but I'm not doing that again for a few months!
And as a bit of trivia. Did you know that you have to take off your shoes when using a fitting room in Japanese department stores? The clerk comes around and turns your shoes around for you so that they are easy to slip on when you finish trying things on. (Photo from the Internet)