Less Than Zero

Finding clothing that fit, and looked good on me, was hard enough. Having to do it in front of a room full of partially naked women was more than I could bear.

From the time I was a child, through my teens, the most stressful experience I could have––besides math tests and going to the dentist––was going clothes shopping with my mom, especially if it meant going to Loehmann’s, to find that great deal.

Going to Loehmann’s meant having to try on clothing in a communal dressing room. It was one big room, ringed wi…