I don't look good enough to go there

Yesterday, I found myself out of Bare Minerals Mineral Veil, which is like magic for my face, and I wanted to get to Sephora as close to opening time as possible, to avoid any crowds/traffic. So, I threw on a baseball (not really - Titleist) cap, JCrew chinos and a white t-shirt. I thought maybe the eye-hiding baseball cap would ward off the "Hi, can I help you with anything" questions that are always said in a slightly pitiful 'Are you makeup illiterate, sweetheart?' tone, as I knew what I needed - and just wanted to get in and out as fast as possible. 

Stepping in to Sephora at 10:45 a.m., I found that almost every woman in Orange County was there. Minus baseball caps. These women looked like they'd been up for hours getting ready for a Sephora trip, while I was decked out in an outfit I reserve for grocery shopping, walking Moxie and running to Home Depot. And apparently quick cosmetics runs.

I navigated my way through the buzzing, blinged-out women getting their eye makeup and eyebrows done, the gigantic displays and huge Louis Vuitton totes blocking a few aisle entryways. Finally, I grabbed what I needed, perused a couple other products nearby, and saw the Sephora uniform - a red and black dress - coming toward me. Gosh. I thought, here comes the "Are you finding everything alriiiiiight?" question.

Except it wasn't.

"Excuse me..." the Sephora employee - an attractive middle-aged woman with perfect hair - said, as she squeezed hurriedly between me and the pole behind me to greet a pearls-laden, already fully-made-up customer. 

And, inexplicably, I felt dissed. Wait, why her, and not me? I know I'm dressed like these women's housekeepers right now, but...hey, ever see Pretty Woman? Sephora employees don't even work on commission and cannot accept tips! So, just as a little social experiment, I wander around Sephora, even looking downright confused and helpless at times - I even smiled at a not-busy employee - and nothing. Not one person asked if I needed help. I know it's what I wanted, but did it have to be so blatant?

Guess I got served. Just not literally.