The Working Girl Blog #32: The Abortive Shopping Trip, or Apparently, window shopping is expensive, too To see all of Bobbie's "Working Girl" blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/19261/working-girl-blogs

Those who've been reading the blog probably know I was up 'til almost four am Saturday morning, 'coz I and my office coworkers needed to do some overtime work Friday. We knocked off at about one, maybe one-thirty in the morning, and, being one of those with a car, I offered to bring home three of the girls. Anyway, after dropping them off, I got home at about three-thirty or four in the morning.

But that was okay. I was planning to skip my Saturday jog, anyway, and to sleep late. I ended up getting out of bed at around eleven.

My officemates and I had decided to meet up later and indulge in a bit of shopping therapy, as a sort-of reward for a couple of days' hard work. True, my spending budget hadn't really grown any, but I do have my new gold Master Card, and I fully intended to give it a test run.

Thing was, after years of forced-frugal living (not that I was rich before, y'know), I balked at the prices of the stuff I had always dreamed of buying, now that I was gettin' out from under. I didn't feel altogether happy about shelling out $500 for a pair of Gucci or Jimmy Choo shoes (mind you, these were the low-end ones), or $1,000 to $1,200 for Gucci handbags.

For those out there without money measles, perhaps my concerns were laughable, but I'm just a working girl, and I need to count my pennies.

So I ended up mostly window-shopping, and jotting down the prices and the stuff I saw that I might want to buy some other time on my iPhone, while the other girls had at it. I didn't want to put them down as the stuff they were buying were the usual stuff I buy.

Well. Hmmm. That sounds awfully snooty of me. So let me explain. This little shopping trip was supposed to be a special one, and it was for me, as I never really get much of a chance to shop with others, but more than that, I thought this was when we would be shopping in the more exclusive places that I never get to shop in. Instead, we went roaming in Lake Forest Mall, the one near the office. I convinced them to try Mazza Gallerie, which was just a smidge more upscale. Between the two, I got to jot down a lot of stuff I can buy later. So, for me, it was mostly a productive window-shopping trip.

When you window-shop with friends, even if you don't get the good feeling of buying something and bringing it home, it was almost as fun, even if you just look at stuff. Which was what I thought it would be.

Anyway, with all the stuff that the others were getting, I couldn't resist buying at least some stuff. And although none of what I got were Dolce, Jimmy Choo, Ralph Lauren, Gucci, or Vera Wang, I thought they were okay: a cute, ivory empire-waist tank dress, and one of the girls suggested getting a dark, wide elastic belt, which I can wear just below my boobies. The belt would change the look of the dress enough so I can treat it like a different outfit altogether.

I also got a couple bra and panty sets plus a pair of Nine West lace-up sandals and a pair of tan cuff boots with three-and-a-half heels (sorry, couldn't resist).

We finished up at around seven and I brought them to a cafe on 18th for dinner before we went our separate ways.

Y'know, even though I didn't buy much, all in all, I spent a little less than four hundred. So I did end up having to use the new card. Apparently, window shopping can be expensive, too...

   

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