"Why isn't this enjoyable?" I whispered this question to myself in public many times this weekend as I walked... and walked... and walked. Through a mall. (I'll give you ladies a moment to pick up your jaws from the floor.) Who am I, right?
Friends, I become a pathetic excuse of a person when I know I have to go to the mall. It's true. I was not made for shopping. (My closet sighs.) If I go for anything more than buying a gift card or walking around aimlessly with a friend, I put it off. I smile and say in my best childish whine to Mr. TBS, "I don't want to goooooo." He replies with an amused, "I don't blame you." I always do the same song and dance -- begrudgingly sauntering around the house to get ready. Shoulders hunched forwarded, arms dangling, chin jutted forwarded, puppy dog eyes. He smiles and hugs me.
"Okaaaaay." And then I'm out the door.
To give you some insight into how I approach a trip to the mall, I'll explain how I "prepared" on Friday night.
- I wrote down every store I wanted to go to and which mall zone it was listed under.
- I looked up the mall hours to make sure I got there within the first hour.
- I quickly browsed store websites and made note of the things I wanted to try on.
(Now that I'm writing this out, I realize how neurotic this sounds!) I like browsing through stores if I have Starbucks in hand and I'm only there to hang out with someone. However, I like to get in and out of stores when I'm there to actually try on and buy clothes. There is no thrill in the hunt for me, you guys. I wish there was! I like to walk into neatly organized stores where everything is displayed nicely, so I can quickly scan the room, grab what pleases my eye, and move the heck on!
I survived the mall by humming songs to myself and whisper-singing the following to myself:
"Whyyyyy is this not fuuuuun for me?"
"Are you freaking kidding me right now?"
"Make it stop."
"I like you! ... Not $125-like you."
"Dear God, please make this fun for me."
I am almost positive that a few people heard me. Well, not only did I survive a full 4.5 hours of independent shopping, but I have successfully spruced up my wardrobe! Because my company has strict attire guidelines, they provide annual corporate attire money. (Cha-ching!) Lucky for me, my boss does not care a lick about the color rules, so I made some colorful purchases. :) I also felt really fancy when I purchased my first pair of Michael Kors heels!
Other weekend finds include the elusive mason jar stamp (which has only been available on eBay until I nabbed the only one at Michael's) and ridiculously yummy tea.
How was your weekend?
Does anyone else out there dread shopping like me?