Really? Oh yes.
I was looking for that special someone, who would go with me to boutiques selling cute clothes, gasping admiring "oh-my-gawds" as I tried on pieces after pieces of clothing that work, providing me ever-so-helpful advice on each outfit, completely understanding what's flattering on me, what makes me look like a tramp, and what's just plain silly.
Generally, boys are more than willing to shop with you, when they were going after you. Wherever you go...climbing mountains of blizzards; crossing rivers of leaping piranhas; diving seas of gurgling, poisonous, boiling water; or Zara/Mango/H&M on chaotic, sale season, peak shopping hour? No problem! I'll be by your side forever.
But once they are with you....when they heard the word shopping or Zara/Mango/H&M...
- not again???
- I'll be at the giant TV shops, honey
- See you at McDonald's after an hour. That's ONE hour, ok?
They'll be in front of that shop full of adorable clothes, waiting impatiently, shifting weight from leg to leg, tapping their foot on the ground, long necked, black faced, glancing at each other uncomfortably but with a sense of solidarity...
We are no selfish bitches (aren't we?)
What could we do to make this experience more enjoyable for them?
- Nintendo DS
- Mobile phone games
- Electronic/PC/Games magazine
...or when everything else failed...
HAHAHA! Happy waiting, guys! (trying on outfit 1 out of 1xx)