You’re as beautiful as ever
— I bought my Mom a bag/purse for her birthday last year; it’s handmade with hemp by former sex trade workers who got together to form a bag-making company so they could leave the industry. Anyway, she gets a lot of compliments on it and her regular cashier at the health food store just adores it, so they’ve become friendly over the year. Last time Mom was in, the cashier called her beautiful, shocking all her co-workers because she rarely talks to customers, let alone compliments them. I guess that’s it… just bragging that my Mom is still random-compliment beautiful at 61.