The Changing Room
It was in the changing room of a department store and it was in the middle of a most horrific heatwave. I wore a sundress with nothing on underneath and after I took it off to try on a dress I wanted to buy, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. It had to be one of those that make you look good, because I did look good. I twisted and turned, putting myself into some very provocative poses totally unaware of anything around me. The room had only a curtain and then I heard: "You know, Princess, there are only two dressing rooms, so could you please take it home". I was some old, frumpy babushka, who just stood there. I was mortified, and me, one who goes to nude beaches every summer. I got back into my sundress and squeezed past her, hearing as I did: "Some people". I didn't even try on the dress I was looking at.