I have taken full advantage of the post-Christmas sales over the past couple of days, which is bizarre because I absolutely hate shopping. If I’m buying clothes, that is. If I’m buying gadgets, that’s a totally different story.

But M and I are going out for New Years, and I really wanted a new dress, just so I’d feel all snazzy and not have to wear any of the boring old clothes I currently have in my wardrobe. I think the last time I went clothes shopping was for my honeymoon, which was almost a year and a half ago. I’ve bought bits and pieces since then, but that was the last time I did any significant shopping. So I set out with a mission today to find something to wear tomorrow night, and also some shoes and a bag. God, how girly is that. Don’t worry, it’s only an aberration - I’ll be back to normal after the New Year.

So M and I went into town, and after having some lunch in the most kick-arse Indian place in any food court I’ve been to (even by restaurant standards, I think it’s pretty good), we had a look at a couple of digital cameras, and then went our separate ways so I could do my shopping. I don’t feel comfortable trying on stuff when M is around, only because I see so many women walking through shops, and their partner lagging behind them, and I feel so sorry for the poor guys who obviously want to be anywhere except there. At least on my own, I can take as long as I want and not worry that M’s about to gnaw his arm off from boredom.

I found a dress surprisingly quickly. It wasn’t what I envisioned wearing tomorrow, but it was half price, so how could I say no? It actually didn’t look too bad on me, either, which is a bonus. I hate trying stuff on.

So I was pleased with the dress, and I got some shoes without much bother either. It was really bizarre - usually it takes me ages to find one thing, but once in a blue moon I’ll be on a roll and get a few things all at once. The bag was no problem either. Then I got some more stuff to wear for when I go walking (I’m trying to go every day, and all the stuff I have is really old and boring), and some new walking shoes, since the ones I had were about 15 years old and had major holes. I broke my new shoes in a bit when I got home and went for my walk.

I discovered one of the reasons that I don’t like clothes shopping - I feel like such a fossil going into some of the clothes shops now. I went into Sportsgirl, which is a women’s clothes shop that I used to go to a lot when I was in high school and university, and it seems that the clientele hasn’t changed much - I felt like the oldest one there. The place has been done up, and it looks totally different from the shop I used to know *sigh* I felt like such a grandma because I was wondering how ‘kids these days’ can possibly want to wear clothes like those in that shop. I’m ooolllldddd :(