53. Shopping!

I apologise for the misleading enthusiasm contained within that title, I’m really not a huge fan of shopping.
Actually, I’m not a fan of shopping at all. Give me a pair of jeans and some T-shirts, and I’ll be content for a long, long time.

Today happened to be one of those rare occassions when all four members of my family (my parents and older brother) were home during the day and had no other plans. They all wanted to go shopping and mum managed to talk me into going along. It actually wasn’t that bad; for someone completely void of a fashion sense, I actually managed to find some clothes I like that my mum approved of.

(Not too long ago, my parents helped organise a dinner for a club they belong to. Being someone who doesn’t usually put much thought into what she wears, about ten minutes before we had to leave for the event I walked up to my mum and asked if it was a casual thing, or if I would have to be dressed up. My mum responded with “No, no, it’s just a casual thing.”
It took me two minutes to throw on jeans and my favourite shirt. I walked out of my room, and my mum took one look at me and went “Oh! It’s not THAT casual!”
Apparently my idea of casual was a step down from being buck naked.)

Back to today: I have a question for any female readers. What’s the appeal of tight jeans? I don’t understand it. Today was the first time in years that I wore a pair and it wasn’t too tight or anything, I could zip it up without any struggle, I just wasn’t comfortable in them. I’m more than happy wearing my baggy, loose fitting pair that I feel I can actually walk around in.
My mum ended up buying this tight, low riding (don’t even get me started on low riders) pair of jeans for $80, so now I feel obligated to wear it around.

I ended up buing a fair few shirts, a jacket, pants, a pair of shoes and a bag, so I’m not complaining.

We finished off by going to eat lunch at a restaraunt where my dad knows the head chef.

I had a massive serving of chicken parmigiana and had a hilarious conversation with my brother about how impractical it was to have two straws in your drink.

We came home and (after first having to model all my clothes for the parents) I spent an hour and half playing play station games with my brother.

I think I may have to rethink my opinion on shopping.