Sabotage

“NO one looks good in orange, Trish.”

“Oh mother. I look good in orange.”

“No. It makes your skin look green. Hell, it makes everyone’s skin look green.” She took a long drag on her cigarette.

“But it’s my favorite color.”

“Be that as it may, you want to look good, don’t you? Or do you WANT to look like a Martian?”

“It is the ‘it’ color this fall, madame,” said the store clerk, holding up two fluffy orange dresses for Trish to look at. “Perhaps this one? It’s a little more pink? More toward salmon?”

The dress was beautiful. Ballet length with wide chiffon “straps” that rode below the shoulder.

“It’s something Audrey Hepburn would wear,” rhapsodized the clerk.

“Trish here is a LONG way from Audrey Hepburn,” said mother. “So you want to try it, honey?”

But Trish had lost interest. Shopping with her mother was never any fun. “I don’t know mom. I don’t know what I want.”

“Do you want to give up for today? We still have two weeks before prom.”

“Yeah. I don’t think I want to do this any more.”

“Thanks for your help,” the mother said to the clerk. “She’s pretty picky. Always been like that. Nothing is ever quite good enough.”

 

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14 thoughts on “Sabotage

  1. haha! love this. I thought I looked good in orange, I also thought I looked good in green until someone told me I look like a Christmas tree. Great text Martha.

  2. Im not an orange person either although I once had an orange suede coat and for some unknown reason, it looked good, who knew! Autumn ppl look awesome in orange and Spring people look wonderful in peach, but the rest of us look like crap! lmao. I personally HATE orange yellow and most greens, at least in the house. Remember when orange shag or green shag were all the rage? yech!1!!

    • I remember the days of shag rugs. We never had one. My mom did install an olive green carpet at the end of the 60s. It was I dunno, dark. Military-looking. Our kitchen was that orange color, not too ugly, but it was the times.

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