I went to the mall yesterday. I needed to get a new coat and a couple of Christmas presents and a tuxedo shirt for my daughter to wear with her band uniform. Before I go any further, do you know that a stupid tuxedo shirt retails for 75.00??? Seriously. I got some discounts, so it only cost me 50$, but this weekend, I’m going to the thrift store. I kept my receipt.
So anyway…I went to Macy’s. Now, I LOVE Kohl’s and Target and JcPenney and Walmart et.al., but there is something special about the mall. Maybe it’s the shiny Christmas decorations and the music, or maybe it’s the smell of expensive THINGS, I’m not sure, but the mall is kinda heavenly. In fact, I think it should be capitalized. The Mall. Yep, that seems more right. They have more beautiful clothes. Real leather shoes. Real leather purses, wallets and belts. Wool coats. Sparkly jewelry. Martha Stewart homegoods. Lancome. If you want really good makeup, go to the Mall. “They” can tell you that Walgreen’s makeup is just as good, but you know what? “They” lie. “They” tell you that, so that when you are broke and have to buy your stuff at the drugstore, you feel better about it and you know I’m speaking the truth. I bought expensive face powder and got a sample of some kind of collagen face cream stuff, I’ve used it twice and I swear to you, as GOD is my witness, I look better all ready. I’ve been using some Fructise stuff from Walmart for the last several years and it has done NOTHING.
One other good thing about the Mall? In these dark days of slow economic collapse, stores like Macy’s are starting to offer deals that make them seem more like Kohl’s. I got a 145$ wool coat for 54 bucks. It was a one day sale and if I had gotten there before one, I could’ve used a ten dollar off coupon and only paid 44$, but you get my point. Do you know what they did with my cheap coat? They left it on the hanger and put a plastic garment bag over it and tied the bottom. They didn’t wad it up and shove it in a crappy plastic bag. My other clothing purchases were likewise folded and placed nicely in their bag, again, not grabbed in a pile and shoved in, actually honest to God folded in a nice little package. By the salesperson, not by me.
And oh yeah, speaking of crappy plastic bags, the department stores at the mall have shopping bags. You remember those from your childhood right? Large PAPER bags with little twisted paper handles that you can put multiple purchases in? Bags that will stand up on their bottoms when you are paying for something else without sliding over and spilling your goods all over the floor? Bags that make you feel kind of cool and excited? Remember those? They still have them. It’s kind of the bag version of a restaurant where you sit down and eat THEN pay as opposed to the places where you stand in line, pay first and THEN get to eat.
My point in talking about this I guess, is that although people will tell you that buying “stuff” is bad and selfish and all that bossy crap, buying “stuff” is actually fun. It is even MORE fun when it is on sale, and when it comes from the Mall, and when you take it home in a real, honest to God shopping bag.
Happy consumering friends !! 🙂