girls are funny

yesterday i went into a boutique on chestnut street to check out what the style is for fall. i tried on a sweater by rag and bone and loved it. or so i thought. sometimes i think i love something just because it fits. i know that sounds stupid but it is true. i then have to ask myself how does it look. but once again, i get confused that the item fits me. oh and did i mention it was a size small? typically i am a medium and this had a giant s on the inside. amazing how a label can change how i think. but i of course them tell myself "oh this clothing line must run large". stupid i know. so i put the sweater back on the rack and left store. my thinking about it doesn't end there and i thought about the sweater the remainder of the afternoon. i even went so far as to look on line to see if i could find it thru an on-line store. nope, that was an in-store item and i couldn't find anyone else who sold it. in doing this i also came across a review of the boutique. some amazing reviews and some not so nice reviews. one review said how this store only sells clothes to small people. one lady said she was a size 10 and couldn't find a single item in her size. i always got annoyed by this but for some reason today i wasn't bothered by it. all of this information got processed in my head and i kind of had a good feeling thinking i could get a size s from the boutique that sold to small people. now keep in mind i do come from a family of small women and at 5'5 i am a giant in my family so this may have something to do with my crazy thought process. but boy oh boy some of us women are just so silly when it comes to size. me, included. i did drive back there later in the day and tried it on. thinking about all the crazy thoughts i had i still was able to say that it looked good, it was definitely my style and yes, it is a size S. wow, the games we play with ourselves. happy almost fall.