me and horatio (the pig), i knew him well

today, the day i normally get to go out or stay in with my love, got canceled. So i went uptown to see if they sold coins for a belly dance scarf at bobbie bead (they don't) and also to make myself happy and go looking for a new bag (i want a leather hobo bag so bad). So whilst waiting for the bus, wearing this skirt was so cold, i ended up going into the bus shelter, where some transplanted new yorker said he was wondering when i would come to my senses and get out of the wind, he said it costs to look good sometimes. and i thought to myself he just said i looked good, and that made me smile.
While uptown i went and induldged in trying on a pair of shoes for the fun of it. there were a few other women there. while i was zipping back up my boot i heard one of them say something to another who replied to her loudly "No, thank Gawd! i turned away just in time!" And i knew what she was talking about. see i am wearing this skirt, and they were talking about how you could see my upper thighs when i bent over. And that sucked because i looked at her, and she looked back with that look that i don't recall getting since junior high. That look that says "fat girls like you have no business wearing things that show your legs."

I just wish i knew what to say when people said things like that to me. something like.

Why does my fat offend you? Do my thighs scare or intimidate you that you feel the need to attack them?

I have never been very good with comebacks.