I've declared today a "Do Nothing" Day so you might see me here again later. Well after I fold 2 loads of laundry, finish Pez's paper piecing, and keep the kids alive and happy. So really I'm doing nothing. hehe
So why am I back? I'm wishing I had a personal shopper. Greg just called to remind me to email one of his female co-workers (M) about my "Saturday in NYC" outfit. Blah... *slinks off to the corner and hides* I have mixed feelings about clothes and shopping in general. Yes, I like to look nice and sometimes shopping isn't too hellish. But my definition of "nice" (clean fitted t-shirt and clean jeans, emphasis on clean since the kids are usually messing up my clothes for me) isn't good enough for "Saturday in NYC". So what is? I have no clue which why Greg helpfully suggested I talk to M. *still hiding in the corner*
First I don't have the model body type. I'm short, I have hips, and fair skin. So anything that looks fantastic on a 5'10" blonde tanned, 120lb woman is not going to look good on me. Guess who clothing manufacturers design clothes for? (M resembles the model more than she resembles me, by the way) To make matters worse, I'm not *short* enough. I'm 5'3" which is right in between "petite" and "regular." Petite is often too short and regular is usually too long. See the frustration here?
Second, shopping... I've mentioned it before but I really hate to spend money. I could so be a complete Scrooge, holding on to every penny and wearing torn jeans and a paint stained t-shirt (funny... I am wearing a paint stained t-shirt). Shopping is only marginally pleasant if the money isn't mine and I can't save it or buy scrapbook supplies instead. Don't get me started on Greg's latest clothing purchases. I was mentally calculating how many weeks of groceries I could buy with the money he spent on 2 casual dress shirts.
Third, my other issue with shopping is the lack of time and too many kids. I cannot remember the last time I managed to go clothing shopping without little ones in tow. Yes, I'm the crazy lady who spends 10 minutes in a department store, 2 of them at the check out and 8 minutes trying to keep the kids in the tiny dressing room while I figure out if I'm a 7 petite loose fit or a 9 regular boot cut. That leaves absolutely no time to decide if the embroidered designer tank top will go better with the flower print skirt or khaki capri's and if that's all "so last season" in the first place.
Enter the personal shopper. I could call her up and say "I need something to wear to a Broadway play and then out for drinks afterwards with dh's ex-girlfriend and her husband and an internet friend and his wife *meeting all in person for the first time* in NYC on a March Saturday." Then she would show up at my house with 5 or so clearance priced event appropriate outfits in my size and flattering to my body style and I could try them on after 8pm (kids' bedtime). How awesome would that be?
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