They say shopping for clothes is a women’s thing and men can’t appreciate the same pleasure at least in the same wavelength. It is probably true for most things, because I, for instance, like to scout for specific items; walk in-buy-get out, all in one swift moment quicker than you can say ‘how much?’ But that is for specific items on my mind such as electronic items and various types of boy’s toys. When it comes to clothes however, the same technique of procurement just doesn’t provide the same hedonic experience.
When it comes to shopping for fashion, I do envy members of the opposite gender. There are so many more options, so many mix-and-match combinations that the possibilities are endless. That is even before you throw in the accessories that come in more shape and sizes than Star Wars merchandise.
I do miss the days when I was attached, because I had such joy shopping for my ex. Buying clothes for myself could be a chore, especially during Chinese New Year, but it would always be a pleasure to shop for women’s clothing….. erm, it sounds wrong there. All I’m saying, is men’s apparel has little variant beyond the choice of shirt, polo-T, or T-shirt, although there can be the occasion dilemma of short-sleeves versus long.
Nonetheless, single-hood has sort of introduced to me the wonderful world of shopping for myself. Once you’ve acquired the art of letting loose the purse strings, there is no turning back. Four days in Singapore and I’ve chalked up enough on my credit card to buy a Park’s handmade lightsaber (that comes with a polycarbonate LE tube, batteries not included). Lets see what I’ve purchased so far, 4 pair of pants, 2 polo-T, 1 long-sleeves shirt, 2 short-sleeves shirt, 1 pair of Adidas runners and 1 pair of Teva sandals. 30 days, can’t wait to see the bill.
…… no, it does not end there, Hong Kong trip begins tomorrow….. if money is not spent there, there is still China………. life’s tough.