“Good for whom and for what, Asuman?” Zeynep finally sighed.
Zeynep and Asuman had been friends for almost 15 years. They knew each
other inside and out and rarely had disagreements. Today was one of those days
with disagreements.
Zeynep and Asuman's best friend Sümeyra's henna ceremony was coming. The
two of them decided to go together and look for clothes to wear at the henna
ceremony. Since they were going together, they wanted to buy matching dresses.
But what a difficult request that had become to meet...
- How is this? I think it looks great on me, right?
- It doesn't matter if it's great, they're all great. We will sit and
dance in it for hours. The fabric has to be breathable, Zeynep. This is nylon,
you'll burn in it.
- But aren't sequins good, Asuman? It sparkles when it hits the light
while dancing.
-What's good about sequins? It itches. Look, there are beautiful linen
dresses here, made of cotton. It is breathable, comfortable and stylish. How great...
- Asuman. We are going to henna. We are not going for a picnic in the
garden. No, the dress has to be a little assertive. I can't wear such a plain
dress. They are not great.
- Hmmm... Well, let's look at the wide chiffon dresses, shall we? At
least the linings should be cotton. Let's be comfortable when it touches our
skin, it will be better.
- I could go for a chiffon dress, chiffon always looks very noble and
flowy. I love chiffon.
They went
from one showcase to another together. Even if they found the fabric mix Asuman
wanted, they could not find the color or model Zeynep wanted. If they found a
dress that Zeynep liked, they could not find it at the price Asuman liked.
- How can
somebody pay that much for a dress to be worn for one day? It's a shame, it's a
waste, it's not good.
- Oh okay,
you wear it on every special occasion, Asuman! Our bodies are the same anyway,
we can swap them when we get bored, wouldn't it be nice?
- No, it's
not good, the good thing is that everyone has clothes in their closet that suit
their taste and are comfortable.
Zeynep sighed
deeply. They sat empty-handed in a cafe they found.
- Good
according to whom and what, Asuman?
You always think logically, but I think a little emotionally... I want to
wear something nice.
- Hmm.. So,
in my opinion, a dress is beautiful when the price is right and the fabric we
buy is comfortable. Or so I think. I want what I buy to be beneficial to
me.
Zeynep tried
to think of a solution. Yes, she wanted to be compatible with her friend, but
it was more important for both of them to be happy than for them to wear
matching dresses.
- What if we
do it this way? What if we try to match the same color but the fabrics are
different? For example, the sequin dresses I liked were midnight blue, and the
linen dress you liked was a light blue. I think we can be compatible! What do
you say? so that I can dress the way I want and you can buy a dress that you
are comfortable in and fits your budget?
- Oh! Bravo
to you Zeynep. Believe me, I never thought of it... In fact, there was a silver
jewelry set we bought together last year, we can wear it, it matches! We won’t
be wasting any money, they are very nice antiques anyway.
- Hmm..
actually I can match it to the dress I like… Okay! Let's go!
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