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Next to the slender teen co-workers, she stood out, but she said that she made probably 50% more sales than everyone else combined, because women were much more comfortable taking advice about bathing suits from a woman with boobs and a butt than a seventeen year old surfboard.
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I'm working on a short story tentatively titled Escape from Banana Republic -- about a fat woman (me) dealing with a super gorgeous blonde salesgirl.
I'm trying to go for a comedic effect.
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I go to the make-up counter at Nordstom's in The Grove. If I'm not with my husband, I'm always ignored. But as soon as he joins me there's a sales girl, all perky, asking HIM if he needs any help.
However, one time I went during the day on a work day and the sales girls were all over me. I had to beat them off w/my son's empty bottle. I guess they figured that if I was shopping with a kid during a work day, I must be a SAHM and if I'm a SAHM, I must have $$ right?
Riiiiighhhhttt....keep thinkin' that ladies.
edited to remove one too many commas
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LA is worse about this than anywhere I've ever been.
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And I'm older and I've got more insurance.
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I don't really think I'm traditionally pretty enough to be like, heart-stoppingly intimidating, but I hope my shyness and awkwardness in heels keeps me from giving off the "stone cold fem-bot" vibe. I don't want people to not ask me for help when they need it as I have done before...
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In my experience, I feel like the salespeople are judging me--and the snootier the store or the prettier/thinner the salesgirl, the more likely I'm going to feel like that. So the results of this study don't surprise me at all.
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Also, the worst and most humiliating experience in my life: I was buying a bra at Victoria's Secret (which has problems, I know) that was a certain size. I had two of *exact* same bra in the *exact* same size, one purchased about 9 months ago and one purchased only 11 days before. The saleswoman asked me four, count em four times if I needed a fitting, and after politely responding "no" every time, she came over with a tape measure anyway, and said, "I can tell just by looking there's no way you're [band size here] you're too big." I then explained I had the same bra already, two differeny ones, and then she started in on how they stretch out, etc. I then explained that one was only purchased 11 days ago and it was perfect. She took the bra out of my hand and handed me one that was one band size bigger and 2 cup sizes smaller. I then explained, if you're trying to give me the "sister size" at the very least it should only be one sup size smaller. She looked down her nose at my chest and said, no, this is your size. I got *so* mad, obvs. I left without buying anything, which probably didn't teach her a lesson, and made me sad because I *love* that bra. lose, lose.
Lesson: salespeople, STFU unless we ask you.
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For all I know they could have been mentally rolling their eyes at me, having to deal with a person who is not conventionally, or even unconventionally, attractive trying to play pretty for a day. But they were nice, incredibly helpful, and didn't push me to get the expensive thing that looked awful on me.
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I wanted to try the Bare Minerals makeup, so I asked for a trial makeover. The incredibly attractive sales associate could barely hide her disgust at my adult acne skin. Then she announced (when I was horrified by the super-cakey, way too much makeup result), "well there really isn't ANY makeup we can suggest for your type of skin."
I practically sprinted back to the MAC boutique, and I will never, ever, no matter how great some other products might be, leave them again. Except for when I'm too broke, and then it's CVS. Regardless of how attractive they are, people who paint purple stars on their faces, or sport black lipstick just seem like they will take the traditional notion of flawless beauty a little less seriously. And yes, they do have decent products, even for my wretched skin.
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My girl Kristen (Frock You in San Diego) is the absolute bestest of the best. I call her the evil temptress.
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This is not to say the boutiques in brooklyn are (significantly) less trust-funded, necessarily, but they usually at least have some enthusiasm
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