Fat shaming

Mao Mam jacket

The bloody warm weather continues, so I pulled this Thai jacket from my closet to get reacquainted.

When I found this in Japantown, the owner of the store looked scared when I plucked it from the rack. She rushed over, hands up in alarm, and asked me what I was doing. I told her I wanted to try it on, and she immediately shook her head and said it wouldn’t fit me. Shocked and insulted, I told her I’d still like to try it.

“But what if you rip it?” she asked. I glared at her, letting her words hang in the air, but she really didn’t seem bothered by what fell out of her mouth. She was more concerned about me ripping the seams. I defiantly went to the dressing room and put it on. It fit.

I wanted to step out of the dressing room to do a twirl and show her that it fit, and then hand it back to her and tell her she lost a sale by speaking to a customer like some nephew she’s used to fat shaming. But it was cute, and sometimes we have to shop instead of standing up for our principles.

I did tell her husband / co-worker that he should advise her to watch how she speaks to customers. I also recounted the experience in a one-star Yelp review.

And I still browse the store when I’m in Japantown. Guess I’m part of the problem.

Blackmeans coin pouch

I liked the Japanese tribal weave paired with the Thai print jacket.

Giuseppe Zannoti slippers

God, has it really been 10 years since Jeremy’s shuttered its South Park store? That place was magical. Especially during afternoon breaks from the office, when you stumble upon the most wacky patent leather slippers that go with everything: paired with black sequined pants at the company holiday soiree, dismantling a somber suit at a wedding, or while window shopping in the Haight with a Thai jacket and Puzzle bag.

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