Why?
It's nothing that bad--after all, it's not like he's typically required to *gasp* go with me or anything horrifyingly inhumane like that. I have my own allowance, so it's not like he's going to see a surprise credit card statement in the mail. I don't call or send picture messages of what I'm considering purchasing to get his opinion. In fact, me going out shopping is usually a bonus benefit for him since I'm usually gone for hours and he gets free range of the house.
I should clarify that it's not really me going shopping that he dreads, but me returning from shopping.
Because bargain-shopping and thrifting just isn't as satisfying to me unless I can share my finds when I get home. One at a time. Exclaiming over each one in an almost super sonic squeal or at the very least some excited hopping. While holding it out and extolling the benefits. And then triumphantly telling him the price until he gives some sort of acknowledgement of how great it is that I found a $200 suit for $10.50.
So you can't really blame him if he shudders when he hears the garage door open after I've spent a long day of digging through the racks.
The kittehs, however, are a different story.
I think they greet each new piece just as eagerly as I do.
New smells! Must claim new territory!
They certainly got possessive enough with the new items when I put them the couch. Both cats had laid down on the pile within minutes of each other.
Another favorite part about Mama's retail therapy for Gizmo?
He gets a new posh hiding place for himself.
The clothes I found were awesome (a heaping pile for less than $80!) but a couple of non-clothing finds were a nice touch.
Had to switch out to this purse immediately, it was so cool. It'll serve double-duty in a steampunk outfit no problem, especially if I keep the cell phone pocket out of sight.
An impulse buy I don't regret was this treasure.
You can't beat that for 99 cents, even if it is VHS. It's in such good shape!
I loved that movie. My first memories of it are being scared out of my wits by the Skesis, grossed out and frantic by the draining of the podlings, awed by Kira's ability to fly, and delighted by Fizzgig.
I had no idea, not a single inkling, that they were all puppets.
Mama loves when she goes thrifting too.
11 comments:
That handbag is amazing!
And that new art looks fantastic.
Such fun!
I was very pleased at how well that new picture fits in with the current color scheme in the living room too!
How I used to love to thrift shop! Haven't done it in forever, since they closed my local favorite.
LOVE THAT HANDBAG!!!
Ms.A--*growling & clutching handbag* IT'S MINE!
Just kidding...well, not really, it is mine, but I encourage you to find another fav thrift store and discover some awesome finds like this one for yourself again!
There's no kind of shopping thrill like a stupendous thrift store find.
If I had a crush on the female puppet in the DARK CRYSTAL that isn't weird is it?
I don't think so.
But this is coming from a girl who has a crush on a fictional urban fantasy character who I've never even seen. At least Kira is physical!
She also has wings, silly.
It goes without saying that it's a big part of the attraction for you :)
Trust me, all men get nervous when their wives are gone shopping all day.
Ah, new stuff for the kitties to get their smell on.. (and hair on)
No outfit is complete without at least a few stray cat hairs...
Alex--The anxiety fascinates me! Surely there's nothing to be afraid of there, elminating out of control spending, that is!
Tempo--That's certainly the case with me! I avoid certain fabrics that are super-lint attractors for that very reason.
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