....So I'm standing in a dressing room in a Kisumu clothing shop waiting for the sales girl to bring me a larger size of jeans. You know how it is, when you're shopping in foreign countries and you can't quite do the math on sizing.For example, I'm a 44/46 in Italian clothing, depending on how it's cut. Which makes me about a 10/12 in US sizes. (Not to be defensive or anything, but I'm fine with that...I like a little meat on my own bones.) Anyway, I grabbed a couple pair of jeans, size 44, just to give 'em a try. Having left my can of Crisco at home, those suckers didn't get much past my knees. Fortunately, the polite young clerk rushed to my aid when I asked for them in larger sizes, draping the articles over the top of the curtain rod.
Clearly, she mistook me for the ballet-dancing elephant from "Fantasia."
So, this year's bout of August Blues is "fleshing" out quite nicely!
"Any day now, Archangel.....I'm still waiting for that sign......"
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