Don't you love the lights that make you look pasty white? And, how about the three mirrors so you can see the rear and side views? Isn't it much nicer to be at home with a mirror that only shows the waist up and you can live in a fantasy world that you look as cute all the time as you do standing straight and smiling when you check yourself out in the mirror. Reality of the room of mirrors bites.
My funny story.
Years back we drove from Niceville to Pensacola, an hour away, to shop. We went in Parisians. They had a "T" shaped rack with too many clothes on the arms. The kids were walking in front of me and my son held his hand out letting the clothes brush against it as he passed. I saw it, but I couldn't stop it. The rack began to fall and I lunged forward trying to push kids out of the way to get to it, but I failed. It fell over and hit the next one up, it fell and hit another one. Three racks of clothes all sprawled over the floor. I was quickly trying to pick it up and a lady that worked there was so sweet and told me not to worry about it. Well, later I went in the dressing room and the door would not open. Noone was in there so I had to begin shouting for help to get out. I had 3 kids outside waiting on me- me hoping that they weren't up under racks or running around the store. Luckily, I was released and the kids had not knocked over any more racks. We left and got home as fast as we could.