Our new partner

What with this and that, I haven't commented on how training went, which was short and sweet. We were out of there about an hour earlier than projected, and since I didn't have to get on the phones, I avoided the worst of the afternoon rush hour.

These guys are going to be easy. They must've taken our recommendation about what works for similar sellers, because there aren't any weird bells or whistles as far as procedure goes. Found out that the current website is soon to be the former website; they're under new corporate ownership and are in the process of rebranding. The website-to-be looks suspiciously like the White Trash Queen site in format---I think the same techno-twink designed them both---not that there's anything wrong with that.

The clothes are junior and junior-plus up to size 24 (which lets me out) but the shoes alledgedly go up to an 11 and some of the accessories are adorable. Some of the clothes really were cute, some I wouldn't wear to a dogfight, but there were a few party dresses that, if they were scaled up to my size, I would've snagged in a heartbeat.

In particular, there was the sweetest little polka dot dress---pink and white dots on a dark chocolate brown background...with a built-in brown tulle crinoline. Add six eight inches to the hem and offer it in a size 30, and I could rock it something wicked. To church. With my little pink peeptoes and pink and white beads. *le sigh*

There were a number of sparkly, blinged out dresses that I would never have occasion to wear. (My senior prom was in 1979, thanks, and it might be a little over the top for our 30-year reunion even if they had it in my size.) But, proving my attraction to bright, shiny objects, I lusted after the twinkling full-skirted impractical things....

They didn't feed us, but there was decent loot. I got a string of beads that went well with the blue pullover I was wearing (Yup, turquoise!) and put those on at once, thanking the corporate gals with a big smile. Also a notebook with pen in a loop, a tee shirt that's labelled "medium"---but it doesn't take a psychic to see it won't fit me---and an insulated spill-proof mug, all housed in an inexpensive vinyl tote.

Henceforth, they will be known as Prom Queen. I may have to take pwcorgigirl's suggestion and rename White Trash Queen with her monniker: The Po' Ho' Sto'....

Our new partner

What with this and that, I haven't commented on how training went, which was short and sweet. We were out of there about an hour earlier than projected, and since I didn't have to get on the phones, I avoided the worst of the afternoon rush hour.

These guys are going to be easy. They must've taken our recommendation about what works for similar sellers, because there aren't any weird bells or whistles as far as procedure goes. Found out that the current website is soon to be the former website; they're under new corporate ownership and are in the process of rebranding. The website-to-be looks suspiciously like the White Trash Queen site in format---I think the same techno-twink designed them both---not that there's anything wrong with that.

The clothes are junior and junior-plus up to size 24 (which lets me out) but the shoes alledgedly go up to an 11 and some of the accessories are adorable. Some of the clothes really were cute, some I wouldn't wear to a dogfight, but there were a few party dresses that, if they were scaled up to my size, I would've snagged in a heartbeat.

In particular, there was the sweetest little polka dot dress---pink and white dots on a dark chocolate brown background...with a built-in brown tulle crinoline. Add six eight inches to the hem and offer it in a size 30, and I could rock it something wicked. To church. With my little pink peeptoes and pink and white beads. *le sigh*

There were a number of sparkly, blinged out dresses that I would never have occasion to wear. (My senior prom was in 1979, thanks, and it might be a little over the top for our 30-year reunion even if they had it in my size.) But, proving my attraction to bright, shiny objects, I lusted after the twinkling full-skirted impractical things....

They didn't feed us, but there was decent loot. I got a string of beads that went well with the blue pullover I was wearing (Yup, turquoise!) and put those on at once, thanking the corporate gals with a big smile. Also a notebook with pen in a loop, a tee shirt that's labelled "medium"---but it doesn't take a psychic to see it won't fit me---and an insulated spill-proof mug, all housed in an inexpensive vinyl tote.

Henceforth, they will be known as Prom Queen. I may have to take pwcorgigirl's suggestion and rename White Trash Queen with her monniker: The Po' Ho' Sto'....