When sisters shop.
Mar. 23rd, 2008 09:57 pmThose of you who have met my Big Sis will know that physically we are so different one can indeed make the mistake of considering us close friends. Contrary to popular belief we are related and share quite a lot of our genetic material. Still we are living proof that shared genotypes don't make for matching fenotypes. She's round and wide in the hips, I'm skin and bones. We can't share clothes, apart from some tees I buy in a smaller size. What we do have is a knack for finding clothes that would fit the other perfectly – usualy because we find out it doesn't fit us in the least. Yesterday we went shopping at Dod, a local chain of outlet type stores, and I was looking at dresses, when Big Sis handed me this gorgeous wrap-around dress. She had tried it on before, and thought it was better suited for a body like mine. She was spot on. The dress looks gorgeous on me. Standing in the stall I also tried on a wrap-around blouse. I only had it halfway tied when I noticed it looked and was two sizes too big (who knows what size I is). "This is something for Big Sis," I thought, and yes it was. She looked stunning in it. From a traditional point of view Big Sis and I are best girlfriends, which is wierd for me, because I never had a best girlfriend and will never have one.
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Date: 2008-03-23 09:23 pm (UTC)I used to have a best girlfriend. Actually I had several of those when I was a kid and later a teenager...and each time I've lost them wich hurt.
As an adult I've learnt to have many close girl friends without picking a best one, and they are still around.
Sadly my big sister isn't one of them. We hardly talk to each other and only see each other once or twice a year. Sometimes I wonder what will happen when our mother is gone.
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Date: 2008-03-23 09:48 pm (UTC)Now I have some very close girl friends -- a bit more online than off line perhaps -- , but I wouldn't pick one above the other as my "best" friend. They're all so interesting, fun and witty to be with.
I always find it strange when someone tells me they aren't close with their siblings, but you and your sister are 11 years apart, aren't you? Maybe you never had that much in common when growing up. My sister and I went through similar ordeals when growing up. It creates a bond. :-)
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Date: 2008-03-23 10:00 pm (UTC)We've lost each other, maybe we'll find one another again some time.
The odd thing is that I'm actually closer to (and friend with) my brother-in-law.