Off the Cuff / My Other Journal

Fashion Talk

We were at a wonderful luncheon today at my favorite restaurant with some nice people, though they are not necessarily the friends we usually hang out with. Everything was perfect; except, at one point, the conversation made me nervous, because these very knowledgeable people I was with started talking about fashion.

Fashion is one of my least favorite subjects and I was just about to slide under the table when a thought occurred that I could use these bits of conversation in fiction. Unfortunately, I couldn’t write them down, but concentrated hard so I would remember later. What I remember is bits and pieces, but something is better than nothing.

“I hate it when people wear boots with cropped pants!”

“I don’t like Macy’s, do you?”

“I always go to…(the name of a boutique) …across from the Marriott’s resort.”

“After I invested in several prints, Emilio Pucci got rid of them. I never win!”

“Big puffy jackets are in, they say.”
“I heard cropped jackets and leather bombers, didn’t you?” (I wondered where any one of them would wear those things in Florida.)

“Bulgari has a new set of jewelry. I loved it. They look so old fashioned.” (At this point, one of the husbands looked at my husband and said, “Oh, oh!” Hubby laughed smugly. He knows I’m no threat.)

A remark directed to me, “Sweetie, you should write something on fashion. It would sell like hotcakes.”

At this point, hubby ventured to explain my writing philosophy, but I hushed him and said, “I may…now.”

So here I am.

Really nice people and I did enjoy them because they were so different, but darn, I won’t eat out with them again. Runway talk makes me itchy.