Day 180- GAP
I braved the torrential downpour today for a little retail therapy.
I successfully completed my Father's Day shopping. Check!
I ate a pretzel with cream cheese while playing the "Are They Related?" game that my mom and I always used to play at Westwood Mall when I was little. Check!
The other object of my shopping trip desire was a decent pair of jean shorts. No check. Definitely no check.
I do not fall into the tween range, nor do I qualify for senior citizen discounts. I like to be able to see the bottom of my shorts, even when I'm wearing a shirt (shocking, I know), but I don't like elastic waistbands. ***Sidebar- Jessi's Fashion Tip #897- If you're not sure whether it's a top or a dress, then it's a top. Adding a pair of tights will not make it a dress.*** It turns out that all shorts are either a little too Miley, a little too soccer mom, a little too acid washed, or a lot too holey. The first two pairs I tried on looked like those Huggies jean diapers I have been giggling about for days. It's not so funny in a fitting room (ok, it's a little funny... funny enough to text someone about them... but not too productive). I was excited when I found some that were called "boy cut." They were longer and baggier, and I thought now that's more my style. The strategically placed holes I began to notice more when I tried them on? Yeah... not so much. Back to the drawing board.
I never did find my perfect denim mate, but I did find some happiness in the form of a sensible pair of khaki shorts at Gap. Of course, by sensible I mean that the inseam is longer than 2". Amazing. I also found a cute pencil skirt to add to my big girl wardrobe, and it was on sale for $11. I even found Tom a nice thermal for $1.97. Check, check, check!
Thank you, Gap, you made my day.
I successfully completed my Father's Day shopping. Check!
I ate a pretzel with cream cheese while playing the "Are They Related?" game that my mom and I always used to play at Westwood Mall when I was little. Check!
The other object of my shopping trip desire was a decent pair of jean shorts. No check. Definitely no check.
I do not fall into the tween range, nor do I qualify for senior citizen discounts. I like to be able to see the bottom of my shorts, even when I'm wearing a shirt (shocking, I know), but I don't like elastic waistbands. ***Sidebar- Jessi's Fashion Tip #897- If you're not sure whether it's a top or a dress, then it's a top. Adding a pair of tights will not make it a dress.*** It turns out that all shorts are either a little too Miley, a little too soccer mom, a little too acid washed, or a lot too holey. The first two pairs I tried on looked like those Huggies jean diapers I have been giggling about for days. It's not so funny in a fitting room (ok, it's a little funny... funny enough to text someone about them... but not too productive). I was excited when I found some that were called "boy cut." They were longer and baggier, and I thought now that's more my style. The strategically placed holes I began to notice more when I tried them on? Yeah... not so much. Back to the drawing board.
I never did find my perfect denim mate, but I did find some happiness in the form of a sensible pair of khaki shorts at Gap. Of course, by sensible I mean that the inseam is longer than 2". Amazing. I also found a cute pencil skirt to add to my big girl wardrobe, and it was on sale for $11. I even found Tom a nice thermal for $1.97. Check, check, check!
Thank you, Gap, you made my day.
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