Monday, May 12, 2008
A Hunting We Will Go...
The Playfriend's spent Saturday shopping in nearby Scottsboro, AL, at the world famous Unclaimed Baggage Center. Three of us had never been before-including me-so it was quite an experience.
After many dressing room visits and much wandering, purchases were made. We came home with everything from a formal dress and designer shoes to capri and workout pants loaded into the back of the Playmobile. Not to mention the bags full of travel pillows (long story).
One thing I came home without—a nice shirt to wear with my skirt to our chapter's Readers' Luncheon next weekend. I even hit the mall after we got home and still couldn't find one.
You see, my problem area when it comes to clothes is my chest. I'm well-endowed, to say the least. Though I'm not skinny by any stretch of the imagination, my top is a whole size bigger than any other part of my body. It is a source of constant shopping anxiety.
This time around, I'm just irritated. I need a cute, form-fitting shirt to pair with an A-line skirt. The few I could find were too small. Everything else was loose (what's with all those bubble shirts?) or fit only for an 80-year-old. Not a happy-making experience.
So, I'm off this morning to once again search for a pretty shirt, although my list of stores is dwindling rapidly. I'll let you know if I find anything. If not, I may be forced to wear my dress pants. Again.
So, what's your biggest clothing beef?