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Making A Scene

Leila

I hadn’t been a size eight since eighth grade. It was very clear I would not find anything for me in the store. The woman wasn’t lying. She was being honest. Blunt and lacking any tact, but she was only telling me the cold, ugly truth. The shop didn’t sell normal women’s sizes because they didn’t fit the mold of beautiful.

They didn’t want women like me darkening their door. It would ruin their image. That part I didn’t mind rebelling against. I liked the idea that the saleswoman was uncomfortable with me pawing through the items they sold. I glanced up, catching the stare of another woman working behind the register. She looked like she was physically in pain as she stared at me. I ignored her and turned my attention back to my friend. I didn’t want to ruin Kami’s shopping and pretended to be interested in the clothes, smiling and offering my opinion when she held up a cute blouse or pretty dress.

The woman was never far away, always chiming in and offering her opinion. Kami fr
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