It was going to be a long day, as I had my next shoot in place. I already predicted that the day was going to be on a roll.
Morning Yoga classes, and then coming home to a day full of engagements , and meetings wherein me skipping breakfast, only meant my vim and vitality to be already under a cloud .
I started on a note of mix ups and miscommunications, and was late for my fittings with the designer,and on top of that, you fix up a hungry , cranky women in the scene, with my astute people's skill been already gone for a toss .You know what to expect.. right ?
Anyways, Co-ordinated my schedule with hubster, asked him to meet me at HKV(stressed on how important this shoot was , and he needed to be on time to assist ) and left to scintillate the storehouse of fashion and get myself fitted into something nice.
As lucky it may seem , I was pretty much before time, decided to go grab a grub, found a nice spot at the hip cafe,gazing outside the long window, with my multi-tasking glares on, planning on my next move, waiting for my food.
Hubby was late. I randomly opened Myntra's app , and started browsing through casually, which I found to be so involving, that the wicked corner of my brain awakened .I called him to inform that for every quarter of an hour he is late , he would have to pay for one purchase.Well, initially the idea was to joke around, so that he could reel himself up to reach me soon, but heck, I had some time to kill, and a little therapy, could make my day a little brighter.
Shopping is a thrill. Its a more lightweight experience when you are slurping coffee and gobbling on a cheese laden focaccia . Its the mixmatch that a shop-a-holic like me could ever ask for. So all done without even lifting a finger. The backdrop of the cafe partly contributed into my little blue sky thinking and virtual fitting rooms, and I picked up more than what was needed(story of every women), shoes, bag, jeans,lipstick,yellow top and... I was so engrossed mixing and matching that I failed to notice hubby standing right over my shoulders giving me the look of a defeated soldier shot in the achilles heel. With a down beat look he by then was surely able to comprehend my impulsive shopping behaviour. I wish I could capture the priceless look on his face.lol
All I can say in the end is that, a little tact goes a long way. This little spare time for a spot of retail therapy , probably without any company are the days that I live for.
Truly I was expansive with my feelings but less generous with the cash. Who knew, reestablishing order could be so therapeutic.I call this constructive vengeance.Clearly,shopping apps is my new kindle. There is something about the power of these devices, that makes them engrained to become a part of my life. Since the time I became more savvy into taking charge of my shopping habits, the fear of disconnecting with this lil pleasure gives me Jitters about losing the ubiquity of seamless shopping experience. Clearly I am hooked, and nothing like holding the reins , choosing when and how I want my shopping to happen .
Lets see in the coming months what's more to discover in this tap away world that we have already stepped in .
