My "Top" Weaknesses

I am so excited for June 23rd! This is the day Confessions of a Shopaholic comes out on Redbox, yipee! I really enjoyed this movie, and the book was fun too. I'm NOT a Shopaholic. In fact, I don't really care for shopping very much. I do have some "top" weaknesses however. By this I mean, that most of my shopping is dedicated to the top half of me, my better half probably, from the waist up. I can easily find accessories, tops and makeup that suits me well....I just have a harder time with the bottom part of me.

When I am shopping for something specific, I never seem to find what I am after.
For example: When I sang in a session of the April LDS General Conference. It was decided we were to wear "jewel tones". I went to no less than 27 stores across town and being spring, it was basically impossible to find any dark reds, greens, blues or purples among the pastel spring swatches, and on top of that it was supposed to be 3/4 length or long sleeves. I was ready to punch the genius that decided on that dress code in the face. At long last, I stumbled upon a lovely green colored button up shirt at the Banana Republic in Park City . I didn't care that it cost more than what I would normally spend on a shirt, I snatched that baby right up.

Today, my boss asked me to leave a little earlier since we had a meeting this week and otherwise I'd have overtime. I happily skipped off to the mall.

Funny thing about me and malls: When I was in high school, one of my best friends and I decided to go to the mall. On the way there, we had to stop at a 7-11 with a pay-phone, so we could look up the address to the mall in the phone book. I know, two high school girls trying to find the mall, inconceivable right? So, that gives you an idea of how into shopping/malls I am.

Anyway, I get to the mall, park the car, sling my faux Prada purse over my shoulder and saunter into Nordstrom. I have had a Nordstrom's gift card laying around for like 2 years. I have never bought anything from there in my entire life, and have probably only ever stepped into said store twice. But it's kinda fun to stroll around in and NOT look at price tags. I mostly walked right through the perfume/makeup counters though, passed the shoes (I am way too intimidated by the smartly dressed male shoe salesmen to even stop and browse) and right into the rest of the mall. I headed to Macy's, looked around a bit. There are nice things there too, but all of a sudden I was feeling very frumpy, so after a quick walk around a jewelry table (accessories and jewelry are some of my weaknesses), I hurry out of there. I'm on my way to Sears on the other end of the mall to check things out there and pass the carts. I passed one selling wigs and hair pieces and chuckle to myself, thinking of the movie Paul Blart: Mall Cop. I know, I'm a nerd. Then another cart and a dark haired man with a european accent stops me and asks to see my hands. I'm kind of offended by this but still stupidly show my hands, also feeling embarrassed (I have never had my nails done professionally). He tries to sucker me into listening to his schpiel about dead sea salt hand scrub or whatever if was, but I'm like "I don't have time, sorry". He begs for 30 seconds and I say "No" and continue walking. He calls after me, "Come on, be nice". I wasn't aware that I was not being nice...

That kind of cart salesperson annoys me. It's like a telemarketer, but instead of over the phone, they are in your FACE. Much, much worse. And of course when I want to go back across the mall I'd have to pass him again, so I had to go outside and around. Good thing it stopped raining. Last time one of those crazy cart salesmen stopped me was for some hair straightener or something. My hair was curly that day and I'd say probably not one of my "good" curly days. It was more of a 'fro. But I was rather miffed when the guy was saying he'd show me how to make my hair beautiful. Excuse ME?! I am proud of my curly hair thank you very much! (well, most of the time anyway).

A couple hours later, I left the mall empty handed. No glossy, fancy bags, just a bummed out persona realizing I have no sense of style whatsoever. So, off I went to the nearest Ross to indulge in my other "top weakness". Lately I have bought a lot of tops at Ross. How can I possibly resist a snazzy shirt that costs under $10 and I look absolutely hot in? Seriously. I have been into tops that are between 92-95% polyester and 5-8% spandex. They are light and flowy fabrics, meaning they are perfect and light for the warmer months and don't cling to the wrong areas, but fall in a flattering way. Out of the 10 things I tried on, I bought three.

After that I went to Rite Aid (bought my deodorant as mentioned) and some makeup. I love makeup! I love trying different kinds and especially lip and eye stuff. I like to match my eyeshadow with what I'm wearing...

So yes. That was my shopping day. The end.