Shopping

I love shopping. I love looking at pretty things, I love matching this with that, and coming up with an outfit. I love looking at online catalogs and drooling over them, I love observing what other people wear.

But at the moment there is just one main problem- me.

I have been out 'shopping' the past two weeks and checking out the EOFYS and guess what I got for me? Nothing at first, but then I decided to get 2 black cardigans on sale from Portmans. One had a tie in the front, so it would be ideal for this moment. The other was just another expensive cardi down to $20 from $70. There are sales everywhere, and that hand is itching to spend the well-preserved money that is nearly worthy of framing up in the living room. In the end, H got a wardrobe makeover much to his delight. At least he got to spend the money that seemed so rightfully mine.

I'm getting more used to it now. It used to be "wow! Look at that top! I could wear it with my skinny jeans, or a high-waisted shorter skirt and some pumps," or " Ooh! Let me just try this one on for fun," or "Wow look at those heels! Does it come in my size?"

Then, it was more like "I'll just go into this shop anyway, and see what I can fit into!" and "Oh oh! That looks awesome! Let me just try it...wait..I CAN'T try it on because it's too small, too tight, and doesn't fit around the right places anymore..."

NOW, it's "Nope I can't buy that. By the time I am able to wear it, it may have gone out of style,"
or "Oh."

Girls, get ready to shop like a man. Or a boy. You will no longer be able to afford (not moneywise) going into a fashion shop. No more Forever New, Sportsgirl, Miss Shop. And Target, Kmart and BigW is set to be your best friend for a year. When you go in, all you want is some thing that fits. Or if you're like me, you want something that fits and doesn't make you look like a watermelon although there isn't such a thing. And you won't even be bothered to wear accessories because you don't fancy having to take the extra trouble to remove them at the end of the day when all you want to do is put your feet up and sip hot tea.

This will last until the day you get your body back. Which, I have heard, takes a minimum of six months after the baby is out. And then, you can't wear a bikini anymore so girls please wear them now. I can tell you I secretly have a stripey red one carefully tucked away in my wardrobe- because I'll never ever get to wear it.

And to imagine how much our mothers had to give up just to bring us into this world. Not being able to shop as they please is only one of the tiniest sacrifices, there is much much more to it and for that I am eternally grateful. Can't wait for the day a high heeled shoe finds its way to my feet!