I've determined that women have the same relationship with clothes shopping that they do with sweets: A love / hate. We love to do it, but hate when we either can't find what we're looking for or things just don't fit right.
Here's what I mean. Tonight I went to return an item I had purchased on-line on Black Friday. (and this is yet another reason why I don't like clothes shopping online. Things always fit differently than you pictured.) So, I was taking my clothes back to simply exchange them for new ones. New whats exactly? Sweaters. I need more sweaters for the winter. So, I was on a hunt for sweaters.
Tried on sweaters. Nope. Tried on more sweaters. Nope. Tried on even more sweaters. Still nope.
Stupid sweaters.
So, I simply returned my item, pocketed some moolah and went to a different store hoping to try my luck. This is the "love" part of the shopping. We love to do it. The "hate" part? Still didn't find any sweaters. They either fit funny, weren't flattering, or just looked plain God-awful once on. You all know what I'm talking about. It's the item that makes you make that atrocious face in the mirror and take the clothes off faster than you put them on. That's the "God awful" one. And yup, there were a few of those tonight.
In all, I ended up with a few extra $$ in my pocket, a defeated sense of accomplishment and style (because, let's face it, when nothing fits you feel defeated), and the question of when I might be able to go back and find something that fits. And the circle begins. Love it, hate it, love it, hate it. But we keep going back.
....now if only there were some chocolate cake...
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