On Saturday my husband and I were out running errands one of which was dropping off 3 shopping bags full of children's books our own kids have outgrown. Being the literary junkie I am, purging any books is a painful process. We sorted them into three categories. One pile of delicious hardcovers to give to their little cousins, one pile of sentimental titles and classic tomes for them to share with their own children someday. Finally the third pile was the book fair paperbacks and assorted SpongeBob, Pokemon, and Captain Underpants stories. The ones I could bear to part with. I always donate to my favorite thrift store that supports our local hospital. I have been frequenting it since I was about 15 years old and you can bet it has a special place in my heart.
After we pulled in and were gathering the bags I asked hubby if he wouldn't mind me poking around a bit. He said he already assumed I would want to and that was fine with him. As I meandered through the racks he was standing right behind me. He moved along with me just patiently waiting, hands in pockets or playing with his phone. It took me less than 10 minutes for me to abort the mission and just say "let's go".
Knowing he was standing there was too distracting for me and I couldn't properly look. I told him this and he looked surprised and responded that he was just fine standing there. We left anyway.
I was thinking about it later in the day and came to the conclusion that I am just a solo shopper. I have always found it to be a mystery of the universe when I see men standing patiently outside a fitting room holding the handbag of their lady friend. Do they enjoy just standing there? Doesn't the woman feel rushed knowing he's waiting? Are there men out there that really enjoy shopping that much? Is his taste in clothing that good that you need his opinion? See how befuddled it makes me? When we are in a mall, you can assuredly find my husband in the closest Apple store. If he even crosses the threshold to a women's apparel store it is because he is coming to find me and tell me he is bored out of his mind.
I never go to a mall with girlfriends either. In fact, after many years of working in one, I think I trained myself to shop alone. All my shopping was done quickly on breaks or after working all day. I need to be alone with my thoughts to properly decide on an item and/or rationalize it. Having someone else there is usually more distracting.
Now don't get me wrong. I will never turn down a chance to hang out with a girlfriend and browse through a shop or two. We all need that girl time. But if you see me out with my game face on digging through a rack mercilessly, then you know I'm flying solo.
Do you prefer to shop alone or do you need the company of someone else?
P.S. The jacket in today's outfit was a closet dive/DIY to give it new life. I wore it last here with it's original trim on it. Since I am so over ruffles in just about every shape and form, I removed all the embellishment and trim so this lovely little number would finally see some love. It's perfect now!
P.P.S. The shirt is a JCrew new arrival I ordered using rewards and a giftcard so guess how much it was??? Free! Now that's something this unemployed girl enjoys!
jacket: old ny&co
sunglasses: banana republic