One of my first world struggles is shopping. And with the holidays coming up, I don’t know how I am going to pull it off buying from close friends and family. I absolutely sucked at buying stuff for myself, and that was evident last weekend – where my only sole purpose was to buy a pair of black boots.
Trolled in DSW, Macy’s, Famous Footwear and all other small boutique shops around the area. NOTHING. And I was at a point feeling embarrased for all the help I was getting from the sales associates. I was not successful.
And contrary to people, I also hit the bottom of the barrel getting new clothes for myself. The only time I would really get something – is if it was some sort of emergency – like an impromptu wedding or a fancy dinner party that we have to go to…which is once or twice a year?
Last Sunday though, my husband was kind enough to remind me that I need some new intimates. I had to agree with the man, the last time I bought anything substantial in that department was back in The Philippines! How sad is that?
As I waved my hands in surrender in the boots department, I found myself spending $200.00 for just 3 pairs of brassiere’s and 6 undies.
I mean, really. WTF.
It’s expensive, I kid you not.
However, my intimate investment experience was an eye opener. I must have looked like a lost puppy and one of the girls helped me choose and what would work best with me and my lifestyle. The purchasing process made it easy for me.
I. NEED. HELP.
As a result, I have been researching on finding myself a personal stylist or sign myself up in one of those fashion subscriptions where they will send you clothes that you may or may not like. My lame first world journey starts, as I try to match my inner personality with my somewhat petite facade.
Here we go.