Perfume is the only thing I really enjoy shopping for. Well, that and cheese.
Stumbling upon Tea for Two several years ago, on a black and rainy day in Philadelphia, remains one of my favorite shopping memories. Whenever perfume is involved, I feel inspired and shed the frugal, farm girl mindset that informs most other purchases.
Aside from perfume, however, shopping is a chore. For me, the smallest decisions are the most difficult (choosing the right mayonnaise is a 10-minute process, which is one reason B-man does the grocery shopping). Mostly, I just avoid shopping altogether as I find the activity itself tedious and shallow.
Yes, I am aware that I spend great chunks of time obsessing about perfume.
Clothing is the worst. Those rare times I am in the mood to shop for clothes, I beg B-man to go with me. Otherwise, I get frustrated and come home because I can't make a decision. Or, I buy stuff, then get home and it's like, what the hell was I thinking? Back it goes.
Stumbling upon Tea for Two several years ago, on a black and rainy day in Philadelphia, remains one of my favorite shopping memories. Whenever perfume is involved, I feel inspired and shed the frugal, farm girl mindset that informs most other purchases.
Aside from perfume, however, shopping is a chore. For me, the smallest decisions are the most difficult (choosing the right mayonnaise is a 10-minute process, which is one reason B-man does the grocery shopping). Mostly, I just avoid shopping altogether as I find the activity itself tedious and shallow.
Yes, I am aware that I spend great chunks of time obsessing about perfume.
Clothing is the worst. Those rare times I am in the mood to shop for clothes, I beg B-man to go with me. Otherwise, I get frustrated and come home because I can't make a decision. Or, I buy stuff, then get home and it's like, what the hell was I thinking? Back it goes.
In spite of all that, I do occasionally end up with things I actually want. Many are hanging in my closet with the tags still attached. These items I will save for the perfect occasion because I love them so much. In the meantime, I hate my other clothes and have nothing at all to wear. Of course, I have to explain the whole "save it for a perfect day" thing to B-man each time he suggests that I might consider wearing one of the new items in my closet. He so doesn't get it.
This week, however, I actually shopped for a dress all by myself. How many people do you know that can go into a favorite store (I have two), try on 10 dresses, and be out the door in just over 30 minutes? And, I bought one! I didn't dither over whether or not it I should buy it, nor did I cheap out, which I almost always do.
It just happened to be on sale.
And I'm wearing it. Tonight.
And I'm wearing it. Tonight.
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