Monday, November 22, 2010
What I'm Not..........
It's easy, in my small world, (the gourd studio, the farm and art/flute events) it's not about how fancy you are dressed. I must admit the clothes looked very pretty, the colors, the textures, the style, still it's nothing I can't live without. I am happy in my black shirts and pants with bright scarves, a change in jewelery and a vest if it's cold. I wasn't drawn to the stacks of neatly displayed stuff as I tried to find my way through a store that had a path to zigzag you through several departments to tempt you with goodies. The mirrors and lights and pathway reminded me of being trapped in a crazy fun house at the fair. I almost panicked!
If I go to a mall once a year it is to go in and come right back out. I can't fathom spending hours there any more. Oh, don't get me wrong, I felt I had to do it when my children were small. I was a conservative shopper then, always looking for the bargains.