I just came to a profound realization in the last month.
There is nothing as irritating and mind-bogglingly annoying as shopping for a decent pair of blue jeans.
Gone are the days when I had a closet full of denim. Although I still have my first pair of once-jeans-now-cut-offs from when I was twelve (and they still fit!), I’ve grown to harbor a mild disinterest in denim. At my age, maturity dictates an upgrade to the standard casual uniform. I now gravitate toward khakis, with an occasional yoga pant thrown in for comfort. In the winter, I like the buttery feel and protection afforded by leather, and the warmth of flannel-lined pants.
Still, it’s nice to have two pairs of jeans in the closet. One pair should be the gently washed favorite for kicking back, where no one can see the flaws in fade, cut or bottom. These are perfect for walking the dog or spending an afternoon digging in the garden. The other should be “dressy” for going out in public. Throw a nice blazer over them and you look like a million bucks.
My main problem with shopping is that I despise it, especially the type that involves getting in your car, going to the mall, and meandering through retail establishments in brick-and-mortar buildings. If I had time to while away – which I don’t – I still wouldn’t do it. I do not care for rude fellow shoppers, I don’t like surly sales clerks, and I especially am not fond of bouncing from store to store in an attempt to find decent clothing at a decent price. I have friends and relatives who make it a day at the mall, but not me.
I especially abhor trying on clothes. Let’s face it, store dressing rooms are creepy, and the knowledge that store security has an eye on the various stages of my undress makes me sick. The internet saved me and the bottom lines of several well-known retailers. If I can’t buy it online, I’m probably not going to buy it.
I’m also a tightwad and can rarely see paying more than $20 for anything. I should embrace the sales racks at Kohl’s, but I can’t handle the stimulation of too much stuff crammed together.