After reading Rahul's post on Shopping I couldn't stop myself because as rare it is to find a guy who loves shopping, equally rare is to find a girl who hates shopping - and I am one of those.
I have never enjoyed the pain of walking through malls and checking the 100 items to get 1 that you are supposed to like - what if I change my mind later and I don't want to use it. I can't return it - waste of money, time and energy; plus add the guilt of not using it. To add to the pain is trying the clothes - getting the right size and fit - and queuing up at trial rooms.
The story doesn't end there, selection in Singapore is very limited. Solids in 4 colours - black, white, red and blue. Green, yellow and pink is great find and anything beyond the primary and secondary colour will be akin to treasure hunt. I hate the limitations.
This dislike of shopping was there even as a kid - I used to go with my parents who use to sort and select my clothes for me to try - if it looks good - great buy it otherwise next. Even today I take my mom along to shop - rather when she gets tired of me wearing same clothes over and over again she drags me to a mall and ensures my wardrobe is 'refreshed'. Sounds strange... check with my mum.
My shopping style is strictly functional - I have in mind what I need - go to the counter, select it and pay for it. Window shopping is taboo word. Only place that I love to shop is stationary and bookshop. Thats one place that I will never walk out of. Even today if I want to have retail therapy a walk in Times Bookshop or Border or Prints will do the magic.
Just waiting to earn enough bucks to hire a personal shopper. Till then my mum will do...
