Shop 'til You Drop
I’ve decided to own up to the fact that I am indeed picky (stop laughing people!) I came to the conclusion today that, although I’d like to think I’m a laid back chick, I am in fact borderline high-maintenance.
Point one: I have the taste pallet with the sophistication of a seven year old. If it’s green I hate it, and if it’s good for me I won’t touch it.
Point two: I like to be comfortable. So much so that I have I will spend more effort on getting comfy than I will on just about anything else. To add to that, I have a particular order in which certain things must be done, almost in an OCD way (ok, go ahead and call me anal.)
Point three: Discovered today but suspected for some time. I’m cheap. At least when it comes to clothing (leave my book buying budget alone.) I know I’ve covered this topic before, but I HATE shopping. I once believed it was my body type that prevented me from enjoying shopping. But I now feel that I am just too damn picky and cheap to be allowed to roam free inside a mall.
The source of my problem? Every girl has found that “dream buy.” You know, the 75% of item that seems like it was made just for you. Well I have been blessed several times by such finds, therefore when I come across a situation where I’m expected to pay full price for clothes I only kinda like, I just can’t do it. Thus creating my issue with not ever being able to find what I want when I go shopping.
I shop like a guy too, which I’m sure doesn’t help the situation. When I go to a store I generally have one or two items in mind. Even if I come across a great find, I’m not very likely to buy it unless I can think of an instance where I might wear it in the near future.
Example: I saw cute, cheap jeans today. But I wasn’t looking for cute jeans. I’m more than sure I could use a pair or two of jeans, but I didn’t want to bother trying them on, so good-bye $12.99 boot-cuts. Guess I can only focus on one thing at a time when shopping.
So if this is the source of my shopping woes, the solution must be to win the lottery. Than I won’t give a damn if I buy something I only wear once.
P.S. I did manage to find a new top to wear this weekend, which I got a dollar off of because I pointed out a missing bead to the cashier. See what I mean, it’s a compulsion.
Point one: I have the taste pallet with the sophistication of a seven year old. If it’s green I hate it, and if it’s good for me I won’t touch it.
Point two: I like to be comfortable. So much so that I have I will spend more effort on getting comfy than I will on just about anything else. To add to that, I have a particular order in which certain things must be done, almost in an OCD way (ok, go ahead and call me anal.)
Point three: Discovered today but suspected for some time. I’m cheap. At least when it comes to clothing (leave my book buying budget alone.) I know I’ve covered this topic before, but I HATE shopping. I once believed it was my body type that prevented me from enjoying shopping. But I now feel that I am just too damn picky and cheap to be allowed to roam free inside a mall.
The source of my problem? Every girl has found that “dream buy.” You know, the 75% of item that seems like it was made just for you. Well I have been blessed several times by such finds, therefore when I come across a situation where I’m expected to pay full price for clothes I only kinda like, I just can’t do it. Thus creating my issue with not ever being able to find what I want when I go shopping.
I shop like a guy too, which I’m sure doesn’t help the situation. When I go to a store I generally have one or two items in mind. Even if I come across a great find, I’m not very likely to buy it unless I can think of an instance where I might wear it in the near future.
Example: I saw cute, cheap jeans today. But I wasn’t looking for cute jeans. I’m more than sure I could use a pair or two of jeans, but I didn’t want to bother trying them on, so good-bye $12.99 boot-cuts. Guess I can only focus on one thing at a time when shopping.
So if this is the source of my shopping woes, the solution must be to win the lottery. Than I won’t give a damn if I buy something I only wear once.
P.S. I did manage to find a new top to wear this weekend, which I got a dollar off of because I pointed out a missing bead to the cashier. See what I mean, it’s a compulsion.
posted by SassyJill at 10:29 AM
2 Comments:
Okay, I meant to ask this weekend but forgot. Your closet -- are those seriously all the clothes you own or do you have many, many, many more clothes items stashed somewhere else? I was kinda shocked to open your closet door and see so much empty space. I mean, have you seen my closet? You can't even walk in my closet and I don't think I have a lot of clothes compared to most girls. But, I guess you don't need nearly as much "professional" attire as I do, so that would account for much of the difference. But, still, your clothing collection seemed a little sparse. Really, I can't believe you passed up a pair of $13 jeans!
Have you considered the fact that maybe you are a bloke!
Only joking.........
But you sound like my kinda girl. We should meet. Why don't you come to my place.
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