Barry and his mother entered a department store. He noticed that she was looking at other women, how they dressed, from foot to head. He appreciated she took his advice to ‘match’ the neighbours.
He also selected what he’d seen other kids wearing. He wasn’t going for bland he was trying to simply fit in, to appear just like everyone else.
After buying a few things, he and, his mother stopped at the supermarket on their way up. They checked the offerings, they noticed the others, then went home.
While she made dinner, Barry tried on his things, mixing and matching.
He loved how he looked. Loved how the pants fit, how he walked in those boots.
Then he went to his journal.