The Mall Trip



Today I went to the mall. Every since I had my daughter (almost a year ago) I hardly ever go to the mall with the intention of shopping. I now go to the mall to keep my daughter occupied/entertained and to get us out of the house (I should also mention that there is diddly poo for both parents and children to do in this small midwestern town). The truth is, I’m not even that crazy about malls. Don’t get me wrong, I like to check out the offerings here and there and the mall is a first stop when looking for super contemporary items, but I prefer to shop at thrift stores and consignment shops.

Being at the mall with child is an interesting experience: weaving the stroller around swarms of people, occasionally bumping corners, racks, or people, stopping to change and/or feed the child, trying not to get annoyed when people stop you to comment on your child, and coming home exhausted after being at the mall all of an hour.

The problem is, whenever I “casually” go to the mall I end up shopping. You’re probably thinking, well of course dumb ass, it’s a mall, there are bright lights, and a surplus of clothes, food, jewelry, knick knacks, paddy whacks, and dog bones. I know, I know. If I don’t end up buying something for myself, I buy something for my daughter (rarely my husband–sorry hunny). However, unlike in my teen years I do look at price tags now and scope out clearance items. I have a weakness for extremely unique/rare items and homemade things those are usually my most pricey purchases. I did find some great deals today though:

1) Brown faux suede ankle boots -$15 (Macy’s)
2) Black faux suede boots- 15$ (Forever 21)
3) Handmade waist-length bag-$20 (Four Winds)

Yours in consumerism,
Eve


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