  thank goodness for the internet. i forgot to keep my promise to you and capture on film (or digital camera memory card) the horrendous gifts from the dad's girlfriend before returning them this afternoon (which, by the way, you can only get in store credit with a gift receipt...oh well, i'm sure eventually talbots is bound to have something i want). first, i went to foley's to return urlLink the shoes . i was so embarrassed to be in possession of the shoes in the first place, i approached the cashier with "so, apparently, my dad's girlfriend thinks i'm a hooker. " she just laughed, and so did the old lady next to me purchasing her easy spirits. then, on to teacher's heaven, talbots, to return urlLink the dress . she smokes crack. a lot of it i suspect. 
