Shopping Therapy

I absolutely love it when I can go shopping by myself...for myself. Yes, I was able to run off to those shopping places that sell adult clothes...completely and utterly alone. Although I have been finding it hard to buy clothes for myself. I most definitely cannot buy closes in the "young adult" section because I would look like an adult trying to look like her teenage daughter...and I don't even have a teenager.

I don't like going into certain stores "adult" sections cause then the clothes are frumpy and have no shape. Just because I am older doesn't mean I need to hide my curves. I do like that I have them.

I slowly walked around, went into a few of my favorite stores...it was so nice to stroll. I can't remember the last time I strolled, I am always in a hurry it seems. And that is such a strange word...stroll. Now it sounds even weirder because I am saying it so much.

When I was a young one I would go into express and limited. Then I stopped. None of the clothes would fit me, the larges were really smalls and it was like they became a cheap clothing store instead of a classy one. Well, today I ventured in because the window displays caught my eye. Ahh, the glory!! Express and Limited have found their old selves again!! I was in heaven and actually tried clothes on that fit! And they looked good!! I guess it goes to show everything old is new again.

Clothes, bought.
A pair of shoes, bought.
Serenity, achieved.
Sanity...thanks for the visit.

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