Virtually Me:

So, I was online picking up a few things at Land's End when a pop-up screen asked the unexpected "would you like to try something on?" My interest was piqued. Why yes, Land's End, I'd like very much to try something on, but how could I possibly do so? Here's how. I was asked a bundle of questions. Not just my height and weight, but the shape of my eyes, the narrowness or fullness of my lips, the circumference of my "seat". My favorite animal. Okay, that was just the security question. I hit go, the site churned for a moment or two, then the virtual Tim appeared, shirtless in cute tightie whities. Then I was offered hundreds of garments to dress the virtual me in. For someone who loves to try on clothes I've no intention of purchasing in the dressing room mirrors of smart shops (okay, Club Monaco), it's a dream come true! Is it self-indulgent? Is it weird? Is it kinky? You got me. But it's totally irresistable! And the kicker: the virtual me is a doll! I'd date me in a New York minute.