A few weeks ago I went shopping (eek!) for three-quarter pants for work. I bought a blue pair that I thought were pretty and a khaki print pair that I didn't think were pretty but they were on sale for ten dollars.
Ten dollars!
I've not received a single compliment on the pretty blue pair (or on the blue shirt I bought at the same time) but in the two days that I've worn the khaki pair I've had three compliments!
Three!
I rarely get compliments on anything so three is a record.
I came home and had a look in the mirror and I still don't like them all that much. But I'll keep on wearing them.
Obviously I don't know what good taste looks like.
Ten dollars!
I've not received a single compliment on the pretty blue pair (or on the blue shirt I bought at the same time) but in the two days that I've worn the khaki pair I've had three compliments!
Three!
I rarely get compliments on anything so three is a record.
I came home and had a look in the mirror and I still don't like them all that much. But I'll keep on wearing them.
Obviously I don't know what good taste looks like.
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