Ice Cream Girl
She works for a shop better known for its ice cream than its designer ware. Home made and vintage, she tells the newbie but she has no idea where the ice cream comes from or how to differentiate vintage from junk. She is indiscriminate, loving everything on display, dusty, shiny or weird.
They call her the Ice Cream Girl and it makes her believe that her zest for life is why she was hired but don’t tell her.
The bosses only hired her because she’s cute.
Her bosses are never around and sometimes she nods when the Waist Belt Girls come asking if she’s the boss. Wow, so young and so rich.
Her smile widens, even if they don't buy a thing.
But honest to god she loves Haji lane for all its faux exclusivity, the not-so-independent designers and eclectic yuppies clambering for a piece of unique identity. It gives her street-cred, the power to name-drop obscure labels as if she knew them from the start.
Her friends gush over that new Gucci bag and she is nonplussed, because haven’t I told you? My neighbour at Haji Lane is this up and coming designer for canvas bags!
She pretends not to see them sneer. Best Friends Forever right?
“You work in Haji lane? One of those little dingy stores?”
She is too young and the twitch in her cheek shows.
“It’s a style emporium,” she says, grand, pompous and self-important.
“So you’re a salesgirl at a shop.”
It is then that she decides that Boy 48 is the worst date of her life but he smells like Ralph Lauren and it reminds her of Fred Perry Boy, so she stays.
“It’s a style emporium,” she repeats it on the bus ride home, like how her bosses drilled it in her, wishing Boy 48 drove like Fred Perry boy did.
Ting-a-ling, the door swings and she knocks her head from under the ice cream bar. It’s Fred Perry boy (always with a new girl) but still it’s thumpity thump. He takes his usual seat by the window and she thinks, even if the girls are different, they look the same. All coiffed and couture, ball jointed dolls.
“Hey ice cream girl, you know what I want right?”
Current Mood: finally finally finally
Current Music: Taylor Swift - I'd Lie