Just look at her, all dressed up, ready to go hunting. I am sure if something jumps out from behind a bush, she will not be able to do much. Maybe one of her shirt buttons* might pop off, after she gets a serious fright, but other than that she just looks good. Agree?
Yeah okay, she looks very good.
I am not the type of person who goes shopping. Yes, I will go buy my weekly groceries or dinner after work, but shopping as a ‘hobby’? No thanks. I prefer ordering online and having it delivered a month later, which means post office baby.
My parents also taught me that you only buy something when you need it. There is a big difference between wanting something and needing something.
After all these years – this is how my head works. Do you need it? No? Then you do not have to buy it. Done. Next!
Rewind. For the longest time now, I have been looking for grey and black zebra leggings. About a month ago I walked into a store with my mamas and I spotted the perfect pair, and I wanted it! Yes, exclamation mark.
I started going through all the different sizes to get my size – before anyone else could get to it. Rushed to the fitting rooms with a mamas right behind me.
Me: “Oooh! I can’t believe they have this! This is exactly what I wanted for sooo looong! Don’t worry, I won’t wear it the way I am wearing it now. I will wear a long top or something over it. Something plain.”
*Silence*
Me: “Does this make me look like a clown?”
Mamas: “It’s very you.”
*Wait a second.. what does that mean?*
Me: “But I think I’m going to need a smaller size.”
Turns out they did not have a smaller size. Guess I did not need it after all, huh?
A few weeks went by and I walked past the same store and noticed these lovely zebra babies again. Without even looking for it, I noticed the smaller size – my size.
I gracefully took it off the rail, slowly walked towards the checkout – like a real lady. Yeah right!
After this weekend I realized that I did not only want these grey and black zebra leggings, but I needed it. They are happy pants! Promise.
What does all of this have to do with the woman in her hunting gear? Not sure really, but she is hunting and I have happy zebra pants.
The end.
* Her shirt does not have any buttons.