Mom is wearing a corset to look slim for her highschool reunion. It's a tight fit so I have to help her get it on. "I'm so embarrassed to have to ask you for help" Mom says.
Mom said she needed me to get the next size up in the shirt she was trying on. I asked why and she sent me this: "See? It's too small, I can't even get it all the way down!"
Mom calls me into the department store changing room to ask my opinion on a pair of jeans and tshirt. "Why do you keep looking at the tshirt," she asks. "Does the colour not suit me?"
Mom asked me to drive her to the mall because she wanted to go clothing shopping. In exchange for the favor I asked if I could pick out a dress for her. This is my choice.
