When shopping is life

Let’s be honest flock: I love shopping.

That’s an understatement: I live for shopping.

I’m always in stores. I get a bit irritated when there’s nothing good to buy. 

I’m not talking about online shopping, which is soulless and not very enjoyable.

There’s only one true form of shopping: brick-and-mortar, hoof to the ground, “biggest sale ever” shopping.

I’m lucky enough to live a short drive away from the Fashion Outlets of Niagara Falls, which has become my hangout spot. I love wandering that mall. I know it like the back of my hand.

Of course, I can’t stand crowds. This makes big sales days like Black Friday a disaster for me, but I sometimes find myself sneaking through to find an epic deal.

I’m also hesitant to buy anything at full price. Full priced items only exist so they can be marked down. If the discount isn’t high enough, I’ll walk away.

Shopping is therapeutic. The weird muzak in the background, the polished floors, the fluorescent softly humming overhead: it’s fantastic.

Speaking of which, I need to go run to the store to do some exchanges…

-Sheepie ❤

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