a friend of mine called me up last week
and was like, MAGGIE, you wanna go to the mall with me? which is a totally normal question to ask me and even one that usually elicits a YES OF COURSE I WANT TO GO TO THE MALL WITH YOU like a golden retriever. i really do live up to the '#1 most popular name for dogs' hype. anyways, i thought for a second and reflected on my more recent shopping experiences and i nicely turned her down.
and then because it's somewhat embarrassing to admit to your stylish friend with good taste that you secretly wanted to go to old navy and ross, i went alone. and then i went to american eagle. and then even into victora's secret.
now, don't get me wrong. i'm not downing the shopping with a friend experience. what i'm saying is that shopping alone is an entirely new and extraordinary experience because you can pick up that distressed chambray shirt dress that you see a butt load of potential in without a disapproving "eh" from your gal that might make you choose not to buy it and then wear it to school a few days later and be complimented on it when you might otherwise be ridiculed at the store. plus, isn't it awful when you're shopping with a friend and you're in different sections of the store and your friend happens to get the good section before you do and buys something amazing because you didn't see it first? (though, then you can usually borrow said item...)
maybe i just really like hanging out alone these days. which has nothing to do with being single (*cough cough* sophie *cough* *cough*) and entirely to do with independence. and just hanging out with myself. and doing every gosh darn thing i want to do because i want to do it and not caring about what someone else wants to do. or maybe it is because i just really have a thing for liking ugly clothes that no one else likes. the jury is out.
6 comments:
okay, SO true.
either have the absolute perfect best girl friend to go shopping with, or go alone.
because us creative minds can see the heart and soul in a ripped up sweater that cost $.70 and make it look killer later on. but some people don't. do not let them get you down.
ha. love this.
I'm so on board with you - my friends are big on 'tough love' (which, believe me, I need on a regular basis to stay grounded) but sometimes nothing can beat just going out on your own and accomplishing something without anyone else's input. I do the same things with writing and photography - I never let who I write about see the piece or who I took pictures of see the finished photos until I'm completely happy with them, and then it doesn't matter what they think. so work that distressed chambray! :]
-Z
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Noo, I love shopping alone! It's so great because you can wander through the same section of the same store like 50 times and nobody is there to get impatient. You can visit the dressing room 5 times because you keep finding things you didn't see before. And then you can treat yourself to fast food afterwards without feeling gross! SHOPPING ALONE IS THE BEST.
I LOVE shopping alone! I get to go at my own pace--don't have to worry about taking too long or having to wait for someone else to get out of the dressing room. I can go to stores that I want to go to. I can try on pretty much anything I want and not have to worry about what size I choose (because most of my friends are stick skinny, and it's just...disheartening even having to get a medium in a sea of "XS, size 00 being too big", etc.
BUT I'd love to shop with you one day Maggie ;)
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ahhh shopping alone FOR SURE. seriously, it's the best! people seem to not like things i choose too...so i'd rather shop alone & be pumped off of my choices! :)
I love shopping alone. It's therapeutic in a way. It's a time where I can just focus on what's in front of me and I don't have to think about anything else except colors, styles, textures, etc. I do like to go shopping with other people, but most of the time I like to do it alone. I can go at my own pace and not have to feel rushed or like I'm boring someone if I'm taking too long.
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