Sunday, March 28, 2010
This one goes out to Dr. Fisher
So I have noticed that I hardly ever see German men with comb-overs. It seems as soon as one starts losing his hair, he immediately starts shaving his head. And while most cannot rock this look as well as Patrick Stewart, I have to say it looks about five million times better than a comb-over or the shaggy long hair and a big bald spot. So I feel like that is what I will write in my DAAD report about what I learned in Germany and will take back to the US.
Monday, March 15, 2010
No THAT's the dressing room
I am getting caught up with the blogging after Kim's visit. So this one is going to be about shopping in small boutiques in Munich. As someone who mostly just went to Loft (which you can shoplift from apparently since the employees are not allowed to stop you), this is a new world to me. And it's all about the changing rooms, or lack thereof.
So you go into one of these store and here is how it goes down:
1. Grüß Gott (literally "greet God" which is the greeting here. According to Wikipedia "In Bavaria guten Tag is considered prim and distant and sometimes leads to misunderstandings; however, if the person addressed is from Northern Germany, it can be seen as a friendly gesture.)
2. Since you are the only one in the store you respond.
3. You look around and see a few racks crammed with stuff in each stores own weird system--some by color, some by level of dressiness.
4. You look stupid and the owner/salesperson asks if you need help.
5. You say what item of clothing you are looking for and your size.
6. Salowner (salesperson/owner) starts pulling things out and shoves you towards the "dressing room". This can be a little cabinet with a curtain that doesn't really cover the space. Or, as in my favorite store, there nothing but a little space in the back. There are a few stacked cardboard boxes and that is all between you in your underwear and the huge glass wall that looks out onto the street.
7. You try things on. The salowner insists on seeing. And will give you honest advice.
"No that is too tight"
"You need a different bra"
etc. etc.
8. At a certain point they just start coming into the room/space with more thing for you to try on as you have to stand there in your underwear and discuss what you have tried on and what you like or don't like.
All that being said. I love this whole process.
So you go into one of these store and here is how it goes down:
1. Grüß Gott (literally "greet God" which is the greeting here. According to Wikipedia "In Bavaria guten Tag is considered prim and distant and sometimes leads to misunderstandings; however, if the person addressed is from Northern Germany, it can be seen as a friendly gesture.)
2. Since you are the only one in the store you respond.
3. You look around and see a few racks crammed with stuff in each stores own weird system--some by color, some by level of dressiness.
4. You look stupid and the owner/salesperson asks if you need help.
5. You say what item of clothing you are looking for and your size.
6. Salowner (salesperson/owner) starts pulling things out and shoves you towards the "dressing room". This can be a little cabinet with a curtain that doesn't really cover the space. Or, as in my favorite store, there nothing but a little space in the back. There are a few stacked cardboard boxes and that is all between you in your underwear and the huge glass wall that looks out onto the street.
7. You try things on. The salowner insists on seeing. And will give you honest advice.
"No that is too tight"
"You need a different bra"
etc. etc.
8. At a certain point they just start coming into the room/space with more thing for you to try on as you have to stand there in your underwear and discuss what you have tried on and what you like or don't like.
All that being said. I love this whole process.
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