So, what did I do wrong this time?

I suppose I should have commented on the dress with a little less passion, and been a little nicer when nitpicking on the coat (a pretty coat, despite its imperfections – it was too large in some places and too small in others), but how can my mother possibly expect me to like everything she buys me? She shouldn’t expect everything she picks out to fit me, especially if I’m not in the store with her to try the stuff on. It’s sort of… silly, isn’t it? If you’re buying clothes for someone and choosing only by memory of their body shape and size, wouldn’t you take into consideration the fact that the clothes might not fit on the person perfectly? Is it just my mother or do all moms take it as an offense to their very person if their daughters either don’t like the clothes they have bought them or simply find them wrong for their body type/size? And why, in the name of any god man has turned up with, does my mom think losing 5-6 pounds can fix everything? Hello, the dress makes me look as if I have two CARS mounted on my hips, 5 pounds are not going to change that.

And then, after I’d taken off the dress and was just going to show her what type of dresses do flatter me and my enormous hips, she told me to f**k off and stormed out of the room.

What the-?

P.S. Bought three books today: Koji Suzuki’s “Ring” and “Dark Water” and Chuck Palahniuk’s “Choke”. The first two were ground material for the two horror movies bearing the same names, and a friend of mine is practically in love with the third one. That “Ring” book is pretty good so far (I’m over halfway through), it took a little while for things to get going, and it’s not as intense as I expected, but I actually prefer it that way. One of the characters is so delightfully twisted I half wish the book was written from his viewpoint entirely. Instead, the author has a main viewpoint character from whom he quite elegantly switches to others at times, right in the middle of chapters, but, like I already indicated, he manages to pull it off nicely without confusing the reader, or at least me. It also gives more human depth to the book, since the twisted character, as much of an academic genius as he might be, lacks certain values and chains of thought that make the horror plot bearable. Still, his thoughts on the hole matter would be a blast to read, I’m sure.