More shopping

P1080145_FotorLet me just start by saying that I do NOT shop. So, for someone who does not shop, I seem to have been doing an awful lot of shopping lately. It’s all started with that first I’ll-fated search for a dressy dress, which dissolved into Christmas shopping and then sequel into search number two for the dress, which became two dresses and then a pair of shoes and, along the way, new underwear too.

It seems to me that all of this should have been enough shopping to last me for the next year. But let me state, unequivocally, that this abstinence from shopping NEVER includes the VPO sales because A VPO sales involves hiking gear and that doesn’t really count as shopping at all.

So, today, Simon and I headed to Victoria to visit MEC and check out hiking gear. This seemed like a fine idea, namely because investigating boots, backpacks and sleeping bags does not constitute actual shopping. However, we parked across the street from the Tilley store and Simon had been wanting to check out a Tilley hat. Happily, he found the perfect hat. Not so happily, the store also had the cutest, most adorable and very French felt cloche with a ribbon band that was just so darn cute that I had to try it on. Even more unhappily, it not only fit me but looked really, really good. And, because Simon thought I looked wonderful in it, I had to buy it. And it wasn’t even on sale!

But I bought it. And then Simon had to run back to the parked car to drop his jacket into the back seat, which left me with nothing better to do than walk into Hughes, one of the best (most expensive) fashion stores in the city. I just thought I’d kill some time by browsing. And then I spotted the dress at half price. It was a beautiful dress. It was slim, form-fitting, gathered at the waist, long sleeves. The colour? The exact tone of the ribbon in my new hat.

Simon came back. I showed it to him. We agreed that I had to try it on. I did. I knew, before I even zipped it up that I had to have it. Simon says it makes me look beautiful and that it’s the perfect dress for my figure. That may well be true. From my perspective, I had to have it because of the way it makes me feel: beautiful, elegant, slim, desirable. – all the things that you want in a dress and more.

And so, in the space of a few weeks, I suddenly have a collection of three dresses and fabulous shoes and underwear. What is happening to me? (Not sure, but I like it!)

the rest of the day was a delight, if not quite as exciting. We shopped at MEC and VPO and didn’t buy anything – just researched. We had a delightful lunch at Rebar and eventually drove home where poor Abby had pooped all over the bathroom floor because her tummy was upset. So, instead of relaxing after a long day, we cleaned up the mess and drove back out to the store to get tummy medicine for her.

But now, here we are, ready for a game of Scrabble and maybe some toast for dinner and early to bed and a day tomorrow that may or may not involve hiking. It’s all about how we feel when we wake up.

And here’s the best part of the day: I spent it with the love of my life, having fun, shopping, being told I am beautiful; I spent it with my man, giggling so hard I almost lost it (for the umpteenth time), sharing things that are so close inside me they reveal all of my vulnerabilities, and feeling safe to do that. I spent the day in a cloud of love and fun. I honestly can’t think of anything I enjoy doing that isn’t double the fun when I share it with Simon. And even things that were never fun in the past (like shopping) suddenly become fun with him.

Yes, life has changed AS, and it’s a change I embrace with complete abandon and joy. And let me tell you about the excitement too. I mean, who the hell knows what tomorrow will bring!

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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