My fashion-conscious sis-in-law unfortunately had to cancel out on our plans to hit the mall today, which means the hick from the sticks had to go alone. Oh sigh. I debated just waiting til later but I'd already kinda set aside the time for it today, so I dragged my sorry butt to the mall this morning, hoping to somehow magically find something that would flatter me.
I think I jinx myself by having a crappy attitude about shopping.
I tried on about 2374597982378789745 things, and hated all of it. You name it. Too long, too short, too low-cut, not low-cut enough (!), sleeves too tight (hey, my arms are buff), crappy fabric, ugly colors, lovely but all size small, too old-ladyish, too teenagerish, too maternityish, etc.
I did return the top I bought last time (the one that made me feel like a pregnant eggplant). I still have the gray pants, but if I don't find a top I'll have to return those too. I either have to find a top to go with them, or start from scratch and locate a whole new outfit, or find a top for one of the various skirts I have that don't match any of the tops I have. It's a quandary.
Anyway, I was determined to buy something, so I did get a couple cute long-sleeve t-shirts and totally fell for a corduroy blazer thingy. It made me feel like I ought to be riding horses in a New England forest or something. I'm sure I'll find some place else to wear it though, since riding horses in New England is not something that I do with any regularity... Actually I got two, because I couldn't decide which color I liked best. Maybe I'll return one. Maybe I won't. I needed something nicer than sweatshirts anyway.
So, I'm disgruntled with this "business attire" quest, and thank goodness I don't have to wear this stuff daily (though I suppose I'd get used to it). Next up I'll hit some local stores, and then if I strike out there it'll be back to the mall with my sis-in-law in a couple weeks, and I simply won't go home until I find something, even if it is olive green and pumpkin orange. With ruffles and pleats.
Oh yeah, and get this. I just realized I have nothing to wear to a wedding late next month. Crap! I'm sure I can scrounge up *something* for that.