We can't all be good at everything, and that's a painful truth I never feel more acutely than when I'm clothes shopping for myself. Put me in a department store (or worse, a discount store where outfit pieces aren't displayed together) and watch me have a meltdown. It would be hilarious if it weren't so pathetic.
Yes, I'm a shopping failure.
I think somehow I'm missing the critical shopping gene passed out in abundance to most other females. Usually I'm okay with that. Until I get together with other women who obviously love to shop (if their stellar wardrobes are any indication). Then I feel dorky. Frumpy. The exact opposite of a fashionista. (What would that be? Oh wait, I know...clueless.)
Shopping bores me. It takes entirely too much time, effort and an awareness of what's actually in style for this under-equipped, fashion-challenged woman.
Sadly, in spite of "What Not to Wear" classes and body-type training by well-meaning friends, shopping and trying on clothe makes me feel sweaty, disoriented and slightly irritated. I've even been known to stick my tongue out at myself in the privacy of my dressing room. Or cry. Oh, the trauma!
But hey, if you ever want a fantastic plate of home made spaghetti, I'm your man. Need prayer? Call me. Want directions? People say I'm the best. I also love to organize, bake and travel, though not necessarily together.
In the meantime, I'm hoping the shopping fairy shows up at my front door with scads of beautiful clothes that fit perfectly, make me look thinner than I actually am, and are deeply discounted. Until then, when you see me out and about, try not to smirk.
Because the truth is, we can't all be good at everything.
How about you? Do you love or loathe shopping? Now 'fess up: In what area are you a huge failure?