This evening I had a weird experience. I felt like I'd returned to high school. My DH went down to South Street for dinner before we went to a play. If you haven't been to Philly, on South Street you can get everything from a great Zagat Guide Restaurant to sex toys. A lot of college students and all walks of life are there. Anyway, I was wearing cheap shoes (pointy toe boots), but 7 jeans, an XOXO blouse and had my Jimmy Choo bag. We sat at a table next to two girls and a guy and the girls immediately started to ask us weird questions. First they started out with my husband's t-shirt-he was wearing a Jimmy Hendrix t-shirt (guitar is his hobby), then it was what we were eating, what I was drinking, etc and they even brought up sex. It really wasn't a friendly situation, it had more of a bad vibe to it. Luckily, both of us have had to deal with difficult people in our lives and we managed to diplomatically diffuse the situation. Later, when we were alone in the car, my husband said they were definitely trying to start something with us and he was happy the guy stayed out of the conversation. I said, well maybe it was what I was wearing and my husband said it probably was. Sorry for the long post, it was just a weird experience, and I felt the need to share it with people who understand. Note to self: Never wear Jimmy Choo and 7 jeans to South Street again?