Several different factors made this expedition work:
- I didn't have to look at the clothing racks at all. I've discovered that this is incredibly overwhelming--having to prowl around in the store and choose things on racks. Too much information, and no way to make sense of it. I would rather be back home.
- Just having a dressing room full of things, though, isn't stressful. And I don't mind being naked in front of my girlfriends.
- I was allowed to say no, and no one got their feelings hurt. For a number of items, the second it got onto my body, I said, "No, I won't wear this," and the elves said, "Alright, hand it over," and they made it disappear. Very rarely did I have to defend a choice. If I didn't like it, it went away.
- Some of the clothing was experimental. The elves had grabbed it out of curiosity, not because they thought it was perfect for me. Most of these ended up in the "No, I won't wear this" category, but I did get to see myself in some different options.