A New Look

I love to shop, not just so that I can get new things but to see all the people, and think about what I can change them into.

I was down at the Peachtree Center Mall the other day. I was sitting on a bench outside of Brooks Brothers and enjoying some sort of gourmet icy coffee thing when I saw these two gothic girls wandering around. Too often when someone hears the term "witch" this is the type that they think of, dark clothing, striped tights, frazzled hair and too much bad makeup. I really hate being associated with that kind of riff raff.

So anyway I followed the two into Pendleton's. I listen as they scoff at different outfits and the people that would wear them. (I even agreed with them on a few occasions, but that’s beside the point.) Finally one found something she liked and wondered into the dressing room to try it out. I followed her in.

"So, you don't like lace?" I asked her before she could close her dressing room door.

"Excuse me?" She gave me a look that I used to use on Yankee solders long ago.

"How about frilly nightgown?"

"I wouldn't be caught dead in something like that, freak lady!"

"Not dead, but you won't be doing much breathing." She managed to get that cute little look of surprise just before I changed her. I snatched her out of mid air and looked her over. Nice, shear, short, and pink, with black lace, she would feel great against my skin as I wear her to bed, with nothing else.

I folded her up and stuck her in my bag, and then her friend came in looking for her.

"Hey Cass, we're gonna be late! Hey, where…" She didn't get to finish the question.

I'm not into the gothic look but as I watched these two fashion disasters I did start to like one part of their outfits, and with cold nights coming up wearing nothing besides a nighty would get mighty cold. So my new outfit for bed also includes a pair of thigh high pink and black striped stockings.

You know I feel more like a witch already!