Saturday, 20 September 2008

Clinging.

My older sister came into my room the other day, wearing a red dress of a very clingy fabric. It used to look good on her, until she came home every day and ate cheese. And then a sandwich. And then toast. And so on and so forth. Now the dress clung in a most unflattering way.

"Do I look fat in this?"

What am I supposed to say? I could be honest,

"Yes. You wear all your clothes in the most unflattering way and it only emphasizes your terrible posture and recent weight gain.

Or I could lie,

"No, it looks fantastic!"

Instead, I just shrug,

"Yeah it's fine."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This was basically my entire sibling experience during my childhood until my sisters left for college.