A friend, usually a woman has walked up to you. And exclaimed, “ wow...nice bag/shoes/top. Where did you buy it from?”
Have you ever looked like a rabbit caught in the glare of headlights for a minute. Then blinked rapidly and said, “ Oh, a tiny little shop behind my house. So tiny, that they don’t even have a name ya.”
Or a variation, “ Oh... just off one of those shops... what’s the name...that one...next to Mc Donalds, or was it KFC. Or...maybe Barista.”
Or then, “ This old thing. It’s been in my cupboard for ages.”
I’ve done it many times.