differing opinions

I suppose when it comes to differing opinions the reactions that follow can be extremely drastic.

Imagine a time when you thought that the blouse on sale in Future State was pretty, its little intricate designs printed on the collar really catches your attention (also imagine you have eagle eyes for detail). Your friend, who willingly tagged along when you pleaded for company and sound fashion advice looks at you with a constipated way. "Are you sure?", she questions when she realises you're shoving a hideous blouse up her face. You only nod enthusiastically ignorant to her extreme discomfort. She then blinks quite frantically.

OK so two things may eventually happen. She may think, one: this poor girl is in serious need of help, she probably thinks Prada is Prata. She then goes on to mention how much she pities you and how she is going to take up the responsibility of making you the next Paris Hilton.
OR: (she may think) this girl is insane. Why did i even agree to accompany her? Should I fake it and tell her how much the blouse matches the colour of her braces? Damn, I'm not doing this again.

So there we have it, two beautifully drastic situations. Neither of which is more desirable, choosing would probably be an extremely inhumane way of asking how i would like to be humiliated. The former situation could land you with a fashion mentor but you labeled as a charity case, the latter could spare you the agony of hanging out with a fashion snob but leave you suffering alone with a hideous blouse. Not easy.

It's actually pretty funny when you think about it. It's just a blouse really.