The last time I went clothes shopping was a month ago at a department store and I had to take the kids with me. I browsed while trying to pay attention to my 2-year-old running around and hiding in the clothes racks, and repeatedly asking my 5-year-old to go get him and bring him back (I’m lucky that she is so helpful!).
Then I dragged them into the dressing room as I hurriedly tried on about 10 tops. As I tried them on, of course, I had to keep telling my 2-year-old to be quiet, and to stop peeking under the dressing room divider at whoever was next to us (I was in the room on the end – why do people always go right next to someone else? It’s just like in a movie theater.). Somehow I managed to find and buy 2 tops that I liked and got out of there as fast as I could.
But clothes shopping without my kids? I can’t remember the last time that happened, as least since they were born. Most of my clothes have been purchased in busy family outings to the thrift store. I’ve been happy with my purchases, but I’ve also gotten into a rut of always shopping for the same colors (shades of blue, which are my favorite) as well as generally the same business-casual kind of styles.