Friday, November 01, 2002
A trip to Adrian's favorite store
As of tonight, I am the proud owner of a Delia's discount card. For every $20 I spend, I get a punch on my card, and then after I spend $200 or so, I get $20 off my next purchase. What in the world is a 22-year-old doing with a Delia's discount card, you ask? Read on...
So it all started when I went to the Galleria in search of an outfit for tomorrow night's Madonna-themed Halloween party. (Yes, those of you with good memories, I was Madonna two Halloweens ago, but I have since given away everything from my Human Nature Madonna costume except for the whip. Not sure why I kept the whip actually, but I feel it might come in handy someday.) Anyway, I had narrowed my Madonna choices for tomorrow night down to three: Evita Madonna, Ironic Madonna (with Britney Spears T-shirt), or Drowned World Tour Madonna. I tried a wrap dress at The Limited as a possibility for Evita Madonna, but upon realizing that I do not in fact have the figure of J.Lo, I quickly nipped that idea in the bud. So the search began for a plaid skirt or a Britney T-shirt. After browsing all the usual plaid-ridden establishments (J. Crew, Eddie Bauer, American Eagle), I happened upon Delia's.
To my surprise, they did not have a Britney T-shirt, but they did have a plaid skirt that was just about perfect (or, after wandering the Galleria for upwards of an hour, absolutely perfect). Of course, the only size that fit nicely was XXL. I tried telling myself this was because I have to wear the skirt over pants for my costume, or because all of the clothes in Delia's are designed to fit anorexic 16-year-olds. And who knows...maybe XXL is actually like a size 12 or something. Or maybe I've been eating Halloween candy all week instead of working out. Anyway.
As I was waiting to check out, what should come over the loudspeakers but a remix of "Shine Sweet Freedom," which was my favorite song when I was actually the appropriate age to be shopping at Delia's. Anyway, a girl who is probably too young to remember the original "Shine Sweet Freedom" rang me up and gave me the aforementioned discount card. I didn't have the heart to tell her I was just buying something for Halloween and probably wouldn't shop there again. Or maybe I took the card because I saw some really, really cute pjs, and socks, and this suede jacket with really, really soft faux fur lining...hmm...well, come on, I already have the discount card, the least I could do is try to fill it up!
Incidentally, I wonder if anyone who is not a gay man (and when I say gay man, I mean that to include myself, Kate, and Diana) will even know what Drowned World Tour Madonna is supposed to look like. Perhaps I should take a picture with me. Or a gay man who can explain the costume to others.
As of tonight, I am the proud owner of a Delia's discount card. For every $20 I spend, I get a punch on my card, and then after I spend $200 or so, I get $20 off my next purchase. What in the world is a 22-year-old doing with a Delia's discount card, you ask? Read on...
So it all started when I went to the Galleria in search of an outfit for tomorrow night's Madonna-themed Halloween party. (Yes, those of you with good memories, I was Madonna two Halloweens ago, but I have since given away everything from my Human Nature Madonna costume except for the whip. Not sure why I kept the whip actually, but I feel it might come in handy someday.) Anyway, I had narrowed my Madonna choices for tomorrow night down to three: Evita Madonna, Ironic Madonna (with Britney Spears T-shirt), or Drowned World Tour Madonna. I tried a wrap dress at The Limited as a possibility for Evita Madonna, but upon realizing that I do not in fact have the figure of J.Lo, I quickly nipped that idea in the bud. So the search began for a plaid skirt or a Britney T-shirt. After browsing all the usual plaid-ridden establishments (J. Crew, Eddie Bauer, American Eagle), I happened upon Delia's.
To my surprise, they did not have a Britney T-shirt, but they did have a plaid skirt that was just about perfect (or, after wandering the Galleria for upwards of an hour, absolutely perfect). Of course, the only size that fit nicely was XXL. I tried telling myself this was because I have to wear the skirt over pants for my costume, or because all of the clothes in Delia's are designed to fit anorexic 16-year-olds. And who knows...maybe XXL is actually like a size 12 or something. Or maybe I've been eating Halloween candy all week instead of working out. Anyway.
As I was waiting to check out, what should come over the loudspeakers but a remix of "Shine Sweet Freedom," which was my favorite song when I was actually the appropriate age to be shopping at Delia's. Anyway, a girl who is probably too young to remember the original "Shine Sweet Freedom" rang me up and gave me the aforementioned discount card. I didn't have the heart to tell her I was just buying something for Halloween and probably wouldn't shop there again. Or maybe I took the card because I saw some really, really cute pjs, and socks, and this suede jacket with really, really soft faux fur lining...hmm...well, come on, I already have the discount card, the least I could do is try to fill it up!
Incidentally, I wonder if anyone who is not a gay man (and when I say gay man, I mean that to include myself, Kate, and Diana) will even know what Drowned World Tour Madonna is supposed to look like. Perhaps I should take a picture with me. Or a gay man who can explain the costume to others.
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