Saturday, January 30, 2010

Stress and Shopping: A Happily Married Couple

I hate admitting my love for shopping because I also hate stereotypes--like "all women love to shop," "Americans are materialistic," blah blah. And sometimes I hate shopping. During these times, the mall is the last place on earth I would like to see or be seen. I go through phases. But for the love of Pete, when I'm in the midst of stress, I loooove to shop. 

How can I deny Talbots when they have a great skirt that was formerly $119 and is now $30?  Maybe it's just the fabric I like.


Can I say no to Calvin Klein when a pair of tweed pants is half off?  And honestly, if that polka dot dress wasn't in my tiny little closet, I don't know what would be.  I also had a half-baked excuse...nothing I owned would have been suitable for that luncheon. (Just a small fib I told myself.)


I also scored a nice pair of black boots (plether of course) and a few other miscellaneous items.

Being the analytical-of-oneself dork that I am, I've often mused about why I enjoy shopping at times. It probably symoblizes "new" when I'm in the midst of tiresome issues that must be worked through to finish a project. Or a feeling of abundance when I'm feeling wiped out from the rest of the world.  Interesting. At least I'm aware of it.

It's Saturday here...finally. It's going to be rainy, providing a good excuse to stay inside and slow the hell down. I have a good book, a sweet pooch, nice family and a bed that's begging me to hang out there today. Now if Husband can get that rain barrel hooked up before the sky drops out, we'll all be in good shape.

10 comments:

Erica@PLRH said...

I'm off to Ikea with the folks. You know, the couple that can't agree on ANY home accessory but always want my opinion. I'd much rather go to Talbots with you or stay home and knit all day. Wish me luck!

SuziCate said...

I used to love to shop...when I used to be skinny, now it's too depressing! Nah, I still shop, but not like I used to. It's not as fun now...now, I'm on a mission when I shop! Snowing like crazy here, so I am homebound for sure!

Michele said...

Where did you find Pleather boots? I've been looking for a pair forever. I've taken to wearing high-top Converse with everything. Very attractive with my little black dress. HA!

Came over from Jessica's place.

Leah said...

Shopping is so therapeutic. Hahaha!

And the rain barrel isn't installed yet? Have a lovely weekend! xoxo

Julia, the Thanksgiving Girl said...

I love this picture of you in the polka dot dress (assuming it is of you?)

I know what you mean about this love/hate relationship with shopping. I used to go through phasez too. Now that I'm older and have more experience in this field (sounds funny, ok haha) I don't ever hate it any more. I realize lately for me shopping has been one of the ways to have fun all by myself - it's one of the few activities I can have fun doing alone. And somehow that past year I happened to have a lot of free time that I had to be spending alone and so I shopped more than ever... Do you think this can sometime sbe the reason for you too?

Anonymous said...

You're getting me confused by mixing up terms, at least the way I understand them.

To me shopping is recreational and therapeutic. It's an excercise of one's curiosity about what's going on in the world of commerce. It involves gawking, sometimes at people s well as merchandise, picking things up for inspection, reading labels, and even carefully opening a box now and then because the picture on the outside doesn't answer some really important question.

On infrequent occassions while shopping I may actually stop to buy. But buying is an entirly different thing. It's a focused action, sometimes buried under a heap of worrisome decision making from which one is eventtually glad to emerge by just buying the damned whatever and hoping it's a good choice. At other times buying is quick and straight forward and leads to a euphoric state of accomplishment coupled to a joyous pride of ownership. I like it when it happens that way.

I don't like to interrupt my shopping with buying. On the other hand my wife hates it when I disrupt her buying with shopping. For some reason she will never go shopping with me. I guess she just doesn't have much curiosity about about things like which giant food company has just bought out another company's brand. To me as an investor that might be important. I guess I could find out from the financial page, but learning through shopping is satisfyingly experiential. And I might discover other nuggets along the way.

And of course there comes a time, satisfying for me, when she wants something for a defined purpose but doesn't know what will do the job. I know because I saw it in the back aisle of Hardware Hank last week.

We seldom go to a store together. If we do we agree when and where to meet then pretend we don't know each other. For me that's unsatisfactory because her buying doesn't give me much time for shopping.

There, now you have the whole geshicht about why I find this post so confusing. I can only hope you'll be more astute with your use of language in the future.

Notary Sojac once again,

Smokey Stover

nursemyra said...

I don't shop very often but when I do it's an enjoyable activity. I especially like shopping for birthday presents, it's fun trying to find something that suits the different personalities in my life.

I like your polka dot dress!

M L Jassy said...

Heavens, rain, sweet rain! It would be great if we had some rain here to put in a barrel. There are water restrictions in place, and I allowed by the council to water the lawn and garden on three days of the week. On shopping, I am fiercely fond of it. An ancient tradition, perfected by sariwallahs in chowks, carpet sellers in suqs, hawkers on sidewalks and sales-chicks in Target (low-cost everything store, which we Frenchify into Tar-shay.) Good point Smokey, about the difference between shopping and buying.
Excellent dress, it's flattering, and why are polka dots such a timeless pattern? A classic frock. Enjoy wearing it in good health, with plether a plenty!

Mixed Reflections said...

So true, shopping can be great fun either alone or with someone. IKEA is a paradise for the senses...unless you're in a hurry or in the line with a crying baby. Shopping vs. buying...no difference for me. :)

Misty...we call Target "Tarshay" as well. You can find some great things there.

Rainbarrel is now hooked up in all of its ugly but useful glory. Didn't rain much. :(

Marvin said...

What a great shopper you are!