There's always the hope the right pair of pants, dress or jacket will, like Cinderella, transform us into the idealized vision we hold of ourselves. In the fitting room, we are more than naked, we are exposed. We are lonely and hoping to meet the one person that eludes us - our self as we would like others to see it. The changing room is an emotional space, one of triumph, failure, self loathing, forgiveness and understanding. We are trying on our feelings and humanity as much as we are trying on a pair of really cute slacks.