I used to love shopping. Before Mr K I spent many a lunchtime frittering my time away wandering around town – now I waste time powering round the park in the face of gale force winds and hailstones that, when whipped at your legs in excess of 100mph, make you say ouch out loud and run for cover. Sounds much more fun doesn’t it? Maybe not. But Mr. K’s not into shopping. He came shoe shopping once on Buchanan St but he’s not really a handbag dog so he wasn’t welcome everywhere and, in true man style, he said it was boring. Huh!
Naturally I do still occasionally have the time to go into town but it’s so busy. I mean, there are so many people, some of them smell. They get in my way too. It’s like they don’t know that Mango and Zara and Gap are mine. It’s hard work.
Which is why I have fully embraced the joys of online shopping.
Let me set the scene for you… I see this jumper on one of my favourite bloggers, Blair of Atlantic Pacific, and I need it. I mean really, really NEED it. So I go to the store but they don’t have my size. But now I’ve touched it and I need it in my life even more than before. I go home lonely and my purse discontentedly heavy (yeah right). By now I am convinced that no holiday look could possibly work without the jumper and if I don’t have it I may become suddenly unfashionable… I know.
…I pop onto www.zara.com and there she is. A couple of clicks and she’s in my basket and mine. All mine. Phew, my wardrobe crisis is over. All my festive fashion issues solved. A couple of days later she arrives and all wrapped up like a perfect present just for me! And it’s love.
I certainly don’t want to make a return but if I did it’s almost too easy. High street shopping has pretty much lost all appeal. Can’t do that in your PJs (although I’m aware some people do).
So my mind is made up. All my Christmas shopping will be done hastily online in the next couple of days and I will literally only lift a finger.
P.S. Sadly it looks like she’s out of stock now but I did happen to notice this little beauty.