Friday Fictioneers : The angel in Ladieswear

PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford


Polly worked in a department store in town, in Ladieswear.

Every Saturday, Jase and I would sneak up the stairs with their wrought iron railing, past Menswear and the ocean of lace and frills that was Bedding, blushing through Lingerie – flesh coloured corsets and conical bras – to flick casually through the rails of sateen blouses with their limp tie-necks.

We’d wait to catch a glimpse of her kohl-rimmed eyes, her hair – a perfect globe of gold – before she scowled and we fled, taking with us a vision of Polly to maintain us through the dull school week.


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. See here to join in and to read the other tales.




45 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : The angel in Ladieswear

  1. I remember in Junior High, some of us thought one of the teachers was quite attractive. Unfortunately, her personality left something to be desired but then again, she was probably tired of being stared at by a bunch of 13-year-old boys.

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    1. Haha! Very true. My son is thirteen and if we’re ever in such a shop, he virtually runs through the lingerie section. Sadly in our local M & S, the ladies’ lingerie is right next to the children’s section! Thanks for reading Iain 🙂

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    1. Thank you Irene! Yes, we all remember an object of our affections from this time in our lives, don’t we? Someone unattainable we yearned over from afar. Thanks so much for reading 🙂

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    1. Haha! Nice. I worked in a small department store when I was a teenager – the interior looked just like the ladieswear set on Are you Being Served and it still had the pneumatic tubes and metal cannisters they used to use to send the cash to the counting room. I learnt how to measure old ladies for flesh coloured corsets – it was an education. The place is still there, remarkably. Thank you for reading, Sandra

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  2. Such a lovely read, Lynn.
    There was something so special about secret teenage crushes. Makes me smile.
    Your writing , as always, makes the word s read like music.

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    1. Those ere the days, eh? All that desperate emotion and yearning and hope. Of course, most of it came to nothing, but it was a dry run for something more serious later. Thank you Louise :0

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  3. The “angel” probably had no clue what she was doing to those testosterone-laden boys. I laughed at the “flesh-colored corsets and conical bras.” I remember the conical bras. When I was in junior high, the boys were fascinated by one of the teachers who wore conical bras. The jokes and crude remarks just never stopped.

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  4. Loved the innocence in this. You took me back to a simpler time. I don’t think teenage boys now would blush going through Lingerie.

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  5. This definitely feels like another time – today’s boys have way too much access to less-desirable objects of their desires. Though I like to think deep-down, they are still like this. Sweet story!

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    1. I think many are – I know a few (including my son) who are shy of girls, still see them as alien beings that one day they will have to deal with, but hopefully not quite yet. The internet hasn’t destroyed them all yet 🙂

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    1. Thanks Lish. Yep, cheeky lads and their innocent fantasies. It’s all a rehearsal for the ‘real thing’, aren’t they, these crushes? All prep for one day getting your heart broken! Thanks for reading


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