I know we all say it, but I literally have “NOTHING” to wear. This evening, I thought I’d go do some shopping therapy, which basically doesn’t work for me, ’cause I hate shopping. Maybe if I had tons of income, I’d love it, but…besides that I feel like a fashion misfit. When did this happen?
I’m not the only one ~ this theme runs in my family. It is so difficult to shop for my youngest daughter who is tall and thin–I know, I know, “Wah,” but seriously, it’s difficult to clothe a tall skinny girl. I can’t find a thing for her besides in the stores that charge an arm or one of her long lean legs. I’m stuck going to Hollister, which, quite honestly I hate–not only for the prices, but for the whole “club scene” ambiance. Between the deafening music, which only serves to irritate the snot out of me when the sales associates, if they deem me worthy, lip sync something to the effect of “Can I help you?” Usually, they just get a blank stare from me in return, because I’m never sure how to respond. Besides that, is the “artwork” on the walls. Truly, I’m not a prude, but it’s really disturbing to see topless opposite sex KIDS laying on top of one another in the grass…maybe Hollister Execs think cutting off their heads make it seem “okay,” but for me, it only lends itself to the feel of shots from an underground Internet child porn site…okay, I know, I know…I digress…again. What does this have to do with ME and shopping?
Here’s the problem and why this sidenote about my daughter relates to me. She is 12 ~ she’s too young for the teen sizes and she’s too old for the children sizes, so we hunt and hunt and HUNT for clothes that 1) will fit her and 2) she actually likes…ARGH! Can I get an “Amen” Sistas?
Well, in my parallel universe, here I sit at 42 ~ too young for middle age “frump” styles, but too old for the hip twenty-something styles. I just went out to shop for a few tops–nothing crazy, just tops…even the t-shirts are challenging. Either you’ve got t-shirts printed with goofy messages like “I’m Hot ~ You’re not” or a frumpy 100% cotton mom-tee with absolutely NO shape.
So…after a couple hours and a few stores, I came home empty handed and extremely frustrated.
Is it time to call Stacy and Clinton?