I would be the first to admit that I don’t really like clothes shopping. I like shopping for books, cycling stuff, computers, tools, toys, and any number of other things, but not clothes. Maybe it’s the fitting room experience. Maybe it’s the lights which make things seem so much different.
Sunday, I tried to buy some boots and shoes. I’ve been wearing running shoes for a long time and thought that maybe I should update my look a little. I’ve already got winter boots, but maybe something in a fall boot or shoe would be a good idea. I found both. Sadly, there were problems. They didn’t have my size in the shoe. Then, the boots had a worn mark or scrape right where the leather at the toe meets the sole. It wasn’t something that could be buffed out, and I figured that if I am going to spend a lot of money on these things, I had better be happy.
I was offered to the chance to buy them and have them sent to me by post. It sounded like a good idea, but I just didn’t like it. I had visions of the shoes showing up with the exact same problems as those. In the end, I gave them both a pass and came home empty handed. I am sure there is a pun there about going home empty-foot, but it sound more awkward than it does to type.
What I know about the mall is that when shopping isn’t going well, you can always find a treat to perk yourself up. It could be a new computer game, or book, or food. On this day, despite the rather cool temperatures outside, it was an ice cream cone. I chose Espresso Flake. I assumed that it would be coffee flavoured, but beyond that, the name completely flummoxed me.
Ever since I was a kid, going to the mall was centred around treats. I remember getting a balloon from the balloon machine outside Towers Department Store. I remember donuts or bagels from the bakery. Of course, there was always ice cream or a milkshake.
Oh, I should have explained about the ice cream cone. It was delicious and it was Today’s Perfect Moment.