Anyway, I'm wearing some beautiful bangles today that I picked up at Tait, a little boutique in Gastown. These bangles are a personal triumph. You see, my wrists have been too fat to wear bangles for quite some time, but now that I'm losing weight - over 50 pounds down now - all sorts of fashion avenues are opening up for me: knee-high boots, skinny jeans - and BANGLES!
The technician, who was Chinese, admired my bangles while she took my blood.
"Those are beautiful," she gushed.
"Thank you," I said proudly, twisting my wrist this way and that so they jingled.
"Chinese people like those," she said. "It means you should have gold and diamonds. I can't wear them - I look too bony."
"Oh really?" I murmured, not because I necessarily cared, more to be polite. I was actively trying to ignore the giant needle in my arm at that point.
"Yeah. I'm thin, I can't wear them. Old Chinese people - they like people like you, people more plump. It shows you're prosperous because you eat too much. It's good that you got a bit of extra flesh."
And, smack! Cue the back-handed compliment. Serves me right for being so smug about my bracelets.