So a girl walks into Bloomingdale’s.  Ok, I walk into Bloomingdale’s; it’s where I parked at the far end of the mall.  It’s a place I don’t recall spending much time.

Clearly I don’t spend much time there as I was completely clueless when I took note of the cutest little summer dress begging me to take it home.  The next thing I checked was the price tag dangling innocently from the sleeve.  The price = $280!  Why, I could nearly buy a whole wardrobe for the price of one dress.  Well I do believe my heart did skip a beat.  Then every bit of cuteness turned out to be, not so cute on that little number.  As they say, beauty is only skin deep.  And there was no desire to frolic thru the clearance rack.  None…zero…zilch!

As I clutched my purse a little tighter, I made my way thru the stiff air and maze of perfume, cosmetics and shoes until I could finally see the opening that lead to the mall.  Finally, a sense of serenity enveloped me as I felt in a place I belonged.

Soon I found myself at ease as I found new and wonderful things to bring home from Forever 21 and H & M.

This is the little summer dress I brought home.

I found it at H & M.

At this price, there’s no need to wait for a sale to pick it up.

For that matter, I don’t believe I could afford to make the dress.  SOLD!

It’s the everyday prices I can live with.  The clothes are too cute and totally disposable when they go out of style.  That’s my kind of shopping.

Blessings – Debbie