"Well ain't that just the prettiest hairdo you ever done seen?" Jimmy exclaimed, his voice now settled into a true dixie girl drawl. "Ahm sure to be turnin some heads tonight dontcha think?". Jimmy then felt a strong desire build up inside of him. He wanted to go out, he wanted to be seen, he NEEDED to be seen. "Tonight sounds like a great night for some whiskey and country music!" With that he left the hair salon, waving to the women who helped him feel a bit more beautiful.
On his way home Jimmy decided that the old duds he had on just wouldn't do. He decided to stop by a clothing store he had driven past many times, but never stopped at. Today was that day. He parked his truck in front of the store and confidently strode up to the front door, making sure his new hair was perfect in the glass reflection before opening the door. When Jimmy got into the store he was temporarily overwhelmed by what was in front of him. So many colors, so many styles, it was more than he was used to. A short girl noticed him and walked up asking if he needed any help.
"Yeah, I'm just new to all of this 'fashion' stuff and need somethin to help me look nice tonight."
"Well I can help you pick something out!" She replied
With that the short girl took Jimmy by the hand and started leading him through rows and rows of soft materials in all shapes and sizes. The girl picked up a few things here and there, and told Jimmy that it would be a good start.
"If there's anything else I can do for you, I'll be around helping other customers." She smiled as she opened a dressing room door for Jimmy.