There are two giant shopping bags sitting at the foot of my bed. They are filled with bargains. Adorable finds. And I can’t wait to dig through these bags and to pull out each new item, only to try on each new piece once more. I can’t wait to share my finds with you fashionista’s. (After all, if you’ve been reading my blog for awhile, you know just how badly I need each new addition to my wardrobe).
But first, I must take the time to introduce you to the experience that is shopping with me, my sister, and my mom. (That and the fact that I’m too tired to try all those clothes back on again). 😉
You’ve undoubtedly heard the phrase, “We shopped until we dropped” before… To go shopping with me, my mom, and my sister is to bring this simple phrase to life. It’s to bring it to a whole new level. It’s to leave your house at 8:30 am and to not return again until 7:30 pm.
It’s to walk through store, after store, after store, searching for bargains and sales. It’s to realize that around 11 am, you’re starting to go into a daze. So you eat lunch. And it’s to realize that around 2pm, you’re starting to laugh for no apparent reason due to exhaustion. So it’s time for coffee. (Honestly, a cup of coffee can easily add on another four to five hours of shopping time).
Shopping with my mom and my sister is exhilaration. It’s finding the most adorable pair of boots on sale for $25. It’s discovering the perfect accessory to go with the top you were planning to wear for Valentine’s Day. It’s walking through the mall with a bag that makes you look a little like Santa Claus… and that’s so heavy your biceps are beginning to scream ‘uncle’. It’s knowing that you spent a hundred dollars less than you could have, just because everything was 50-70% off.
It’s reaching the point that food and caffeine can’t help you. Your feet are dragging. Your head is hanging a bit low. You just want to lie down, even if it’s to lie down on the floor.
(My sister Sarah was lucky enough to find a cozy nook in the dressing room…
… while I was stuck with the wall).
But despite the exhaustion, sore feet, and the fact that I feel as though I spent the afternoon lifting weights, I can’t wait for our next shopping trip. Because I found some cute bargains, even if I’m currently too tired to take them out of their bags. And most importantly, I spent the entire day with my mom and my sister. Two of my best friends. And that, my fashionista’s, is priceless!
More about the newest additions to my wardrobe coming in the next day or so!
But first, a question… After a shopping trip, do you try on all of your new clothes again? Or do you just put them away until you’re going to officially wear them?