shopping - whether just window shopping or really dashing out to grab those loot you've been window shopping for some time now - is pretty much like that ointment you dab to an ugly zit called depression.
get my drift?
me and my very, very good friend Faye
went on a shopping spree last Saturday, 24th of June.
hah! Greenhills was no match for our extremely shiny mood that day.
despite the cloudy skies and wild afternoon outpour.
it was an afternoon of reconciliation with my feminine side.
finally, allowing myself to give to that delirious feeling of, yes, shopping.
nope. we didn't go home with an armful of loot. just enough bags to make us sigh and then giggle and laugh silly on how purchasing a pair of shoes, nifty blouse, cool shirts and trinkets could wash off the feeling of sadness that would ripple our thoughts once in a while.
walking around Shoppesville, haggling a bit and poking fun at the 'bimbos' we've accidentally sat next to over at Country Waffles (where we had a beautiful lunch of calamari, tuna salad and fried chicken washed off with freshly-squeezed lemonade! yummy!) surely dissipated the depression vapors i was sniffing at, in the early part of the day.
we promised ourselves, we shall return to this mecca of goodies.
can't hardly wait for august. can't wait for Faye's birthday.
i think birthdays and the blues will always be a perfect excuse to go ahead and shop.
hahahaha
i think, i should really include shopping in my list of favorite sports.
and haggling as another special skill. >wink!<
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