Example #1:
Lady in church hallway: I’ve been meaning to tell you that you’ve been looking really pretty lately.
Me: Thank you (walking away with a “huh?” in my mind and questioning, “How hideous was I before?”)
Example #2:
Nameless younger, male friend: Have you lost some weight?
Me: No
Nameless, younger male friend: Well, you’re lookin’ good.
Me: (jokingly) What are you trying to say? I was fat before?
Nameless, younger male friend: No, you know how you go through stages. You have a thinner stage and a plump stage. You know your Christmas stage.
(the rest of his babble I can’t remember)
Me: Stop talking. Don’t say another word.
Example #3:
Other, young, nameless male: Ms. Mama Belle, I think you are very attractive for an older woman.
(Nice.)
Whatever.
It’s a good thing I am quite secure in myself.
Take a complement when you can get it. Complements also reflect the mood of the giver. The giver(s) may be coming out of a winter funk and are finally able to recognize your beauty. 🙂
After seeing my wedding photo on my blog, our priest asked me how old Big Daddy and I were when we got married because "you looked so young". Great. Thanks, Father Grote.
I have many of those moments 🙂 I always trying to analyze what they are truly saying! Hee Hee.
Blessings,
Amy
That's really, really funny.
-FringeGirl
Yeah, sometimes I wonder what people are trying to say. Unfortunately, sometimes I know exactly what they're trying to say. Like the man who has no problem pointing out my grey hair between colorings. I'm not real fussy about staying on top of it, but I don't need people pointing it out to me. {sigh}
So funny!!
My similar experience a couple weeks ago:
Lady from church – It's nice you can dress your son so casually for church. I always dress my boys in suits and ties, even as babies.
(All along, I thought I was dressing him nice in khakis and polos or sweaters.)
Ha!Ha!
Don't go shopping in Paris unless you have a VERY thick skin.
My Mother was trying on an item in a shop and came out of the cubicle to see herself in the mirror. At once the shop girls started saying "Oh,no! That jacket is all wrong for you! Wrong colour! Wrong size! Wrong cut! It's just AWFUL on you! Here, give it back, and I'll get you something better."
At which point my Mother had to admit that the jacket was hers, and it was the skirt she was trying on!
Stunned silence from the shop girls!
i'd say you look just perfect, my friend. 🙂