Day 6 – Gamine
I wore this Gamine-ish outfit to Costco yesterday –
— and there I was minding my own business just buying my usual forty gallons of soy sauce and a case of wine for 1.99 when I happened to glance up over a tube sock hill. I noticed a man staring at me. And not just staring, but checking me out… actually leering…
No one ever leers at me. Not in the past, not in the present and certainly not at Costco. I am not the type of woman men leer at and I like it that way. I disregarded the incident and moved on and no sooner was I standing in the check out line when I caught another man leering at me. That’s when I realized what it was – my Gamine outfit. Some men must really go for that sweet, innocent, girlish thing – I believe they’re called pedophiles. It happened again with another man as I was leaving. I started thinking I was crazy. Maybe it wasn’t my gamine outfit. Maybe there was a group support meeting at Costco. I looked around for any sign that might say, “Welcome Pedophiles of the North Bay” but found nothing.
As I drove home and pondered my experience I realized that a certain type of guy must be drawn to a woman in a sweater set and headband, and not necessarily just a pedophile. If Euro chic style says “I’m better” and Rock and Roll style says, “Don’t mess with me”, then Gamine just might say, “I’m sweet. I have no opinions. I just like to smile and have really good posture and agree with whatever you say.”
Yuck. I didn’t think guys like that existed anymore, but I guess they do. And apparently, they shop at Costco. Today my kids and I are headed to the Jelly Bean Factory.
I wonder what perverts I’ll find there.