I dislike shopping.
Shopping for others is a smidge easier and fun. Only if they give me a hint and they aren’t high maintenance 😂
Yesterday I went shopping for my favourite pals on my drive thru team. There aren’t a lot of options for boutiques or shops in this town. 🤬
I rarely venture into high end (we have high end?!😂) but I made an exception. The shenanigans began when I stepped into the shop!
I wanted to laugh at the irony of my situation the moment the cosmetologist’s eyes fell on me. It was almost like this scene from VIP.
Perhaps I was dressed more “comfortable” in my winter clothes than the other customers she was helping. My toque said “Bite me”, my winter coat was hardly designer. And I was with my niece. To her, I looked like a dowdy “mother” barely put together.
I had a Smash Box palette in hand and I wanted to know the price. (Gift purchase maximum)
The cosmetologist gave me the most haughtiest glance. I was taken aback by her rudeness. Girl was not working at Chanel, so I dont why she thought she was all that and a bag of chips.
Bitch, I would not be in here if I could not afford the price tag, I thought. I could not believe this chick was putting on airs as if she was Kim Kardashian West.
She gave me the price. I smiled coolly, thanked her. I snorted derisively as I walked off. All that pretentiousness over $45? Give me a break!
I went on the prowl for perfume next. I love Dior, Chanel, Philosophy. However, I needed a perfume with flowery notes.
“Do you need help?” it was the girl from before.
I smiled brightly. “Yes do you have perfume with flowery notes.”
She made a suggestion. Then maybe with a smirk, she gave me the price. It was above the gift purchase maximum. I shrugged. “Thats fine. thank you” I reached for the perfume. I made a little joke having to redeem my loyalty card.
She glared at me. I smiled and walked over to the register and waited for her to ring in my purchases. I handed her my loyalty card. She glared at the card. Then at me. Oh no. Whatever shall you do?! “Will you look at that,” I sighed as the loyalty card paid for everything. “I can have whatever I like” I smiled at her glaring face.
My niece giggled.
I was chuckling over the girl’s behavior. That got me to thinking. Did we really have any high end stores in town?
I searched online. I was pleasantly surprised at the locally owned high end boutiques. I never shop there because I am not a size zero or up to a six. I spat out my drink. I laughed so hard. Apparently Reitmans and Ardene’s is considered High end. Ok Whatever!