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And now, an excerpt from my life during "Les Soldes:"

There I am, in Celio, my favorite store, rifling through 30-50% off jeans when, out of nowhere, I am approached by a man. This is my story (pum pum--Law & Order noise)-

Homme: Qu'est ce-que c'est votre taille?
Moi: Pardon?
Homme: Votre taille?
(crude hand gesture of him "measuring his waist)
Moi: 48
Homme:48?
Moi: Oui (in my head, "c'est ce que j'ai dit!)
Homme: Pas 50??
Moi: Non, 48

From there, he directed me to a wall of jeans saying a girl was putting up 48s. I walked away knowing there were no jeans for me there...mostly because I already looked.