Aaah, shopping. The mere mention of the word sends my heart aflutter. For me, going shopping is not a necessity, it is a hobby, a joyful thrilling way to spend time. It isn't the kind of shopping where you need a certain pair of pants, or new sneakers. It's more like going shopping just to GO SHOPPING. Oh, and I'm good at it, yessiree. So good, in fact, I could make a career out of it. It doesn't matter who I'm shopping for, it's the art of shopping that has me hooked. To stroll through the stores with a really great percent off coupon in your hand. Maybe you'll find something, and maybe not. That part doesn't matter. Just walking through the aisles and looking at all the fresh clothes and accesories for the new season is enough. Browsing through racks and racks of sale merchandise - doesn't get much better than that. And every one of us that truly enjoys this wonderful pastime has their specific favorites.
Mine is undeniably shoes. Yes, I love love love shoes. Apparently it all started when I was two years old. My dad tells me that I used to go in my mom's closet and put on her high heel pumps. I would then parade around in them, walking perfectly, according to my dad. Early on I remember always wanting to wear my 'Sunday' shoes, usually fancy and patent leather, that would make clicking sounds on the hard wood floors. I lovingly refered to these as my 'click shoes'. Through the years, my shoe obsession only got worse (or better, depending on how you look at it). As a teenager, I was well aware of what kind of shoes were in style, and always made sure I planned my outfits around those stylish shoes, not the other way around. When I started working and making money, I would visit a store each year on my birthday and buy myself a birthday present of shoes. I'm not sure why, besides the fact that I love them. It's just something I always did.
I can walk into any shoe department now and I will try on probably twenty or so pairs of shoes, just to try them. Sample shoes on the salesfloor are usually a size 61/2 or 7; which, coincidentally, just happens to be my size. I just pick them up - try them on- look in the mirror - and love them. Of course, I don't always buy them. But I do always love them. Almost every shoe made looks so cute in a size 61/2.
Tonight I hit the jackpot. Lord & Taylor (one of my favorite shoe spots) had a special sale, you know one of those 'the more you spend the more you save' kind of sales. If you bought three pairs, you got 30% of all three pairs. Well, tonight I wasn't only trying, I was buying. I hadn't bought shoes in a while, so I had that crazy look in my eyes, perusing the shelves; with a very patient, very helpful salesperson at my disposal. It wasn't crowded, it was just lovely - a virtual shoe heaven. I mean, why not take advantage of a great shoe sale? After all, spring is here . . . only problem is, I do have many pairs of shoes, I guess you could say too many. Does that make me a momaholic/shoeaholic? Yikes!
I run into women all the time who tell me they hate shopping. This I do not comprehend. Hate shopping? How could you! Especially 'sale' shopping where you don't even have to spend a lot of money. I mean that is a pure organic high. Lucky for me, my girls and closest friends enjoy this pleasuarable past-time as much as I do. The object of their obsession may not be shoes, but who cares? The thrill is in the chase. Happy shopping.
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